Complications

People could simply never understand

The person I don’t pretend to be, the person I am

In every way I try to do my best to please everyone else

I try to lock all the hurt away that I feel deep inside, like how prisoners are being locked away in cells

I’m tired of being somebody I’m not

I have no other choice since pretending to not be me is all I got

I’m so afraid to just be me

Because I’m not that person everyone expects me to be

I’m miles away from perfection, I’m not even close to being okay

Many times I’ve tried to reach that route but often gone astray

My life is so complicated, even I don’t understand

I do wish I could go back to the ages before all this complication began

- By Racheal Balkissoon