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The pounding within my head has become all I hear. The feeling of shattering glass within my heart is the only pain i know. I try, try to make it stop, to make it dissapear but the harder I try the more everything takes over my mind, body and soul.
Expectations lay in front of me with the calling of my future. Family is not what it once was. My Daddy use to say he loved me but the harder I try the less he notices. It seems as If nobody knows the real me, they only notice If I screw up. They say to me, Dont become someone your not, Try harder, Speek softer, Become who we want you to be.
I have lived quite. Suppressing my needs and working to be something different.
Different can be good.
Different can be scary.
For me, different is who i am.
You can embrace me, shame me, hate me but you will never brake me.
I am trapped, chained to my conflicting emotions. Emotions that take on a world of their own, whether it bright and happy or dark and depressing.
More often then not I am trapped in my dark days. begging, hopeing someone will take another look and notice why I have become someone to be angry with, to pity, to hate.
Blocking out the world around me is easier then blending in.Blending in means becoming like them, always walking on the thicker side of the knife. A knife two inches deep within my soul and ever step they take drives it deeper into my being.
Enough years have past to know that it is better to ask for forgivness then for permission and for me, I am asking for forgivness for what I already know to be the future.
daddy's little Princess is gone and in her place stands a hollow replica of her personality because when nobodies looking and in the dark of the day i scream my release and brake free of my chains.