This is me trying to be everything I wanted to be
I was 18
I was a Marine
I had already had some traumas
Not long after this it would become worse
Not long after this I would make bad choices
Then I would wear a mask
Pretend everything was good
Make more bad choices
I would try to find my place in this world
I would float around
I would push and pull
I build walls to look uglier than I felt
It never worked
The walls just got me sick
Now I am battling to survive
Battling to heal
Battling to not feel so much
I am FIGHTING to live
I am FIGHTING to know love
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