Until When?

My Life is a mess

although many think I'm blessed

Maybe not all, of course

But they say it's because of this and that

I tried to be as good as I could be

But I guess I havent tried hard enough

I fake a smile and try to look happy

Sick of all the spoil and the bluff

What else do I need to do,

to turn my life's clouds back blue

I lay on the floor and stare at the ceiling

My heart is aching; the silence is deafening

I've put up with so much

my friends- I've been too dependent on them

I've forgotten how to walk without a crouch

and every day is just a cycle-they're all the same

I'm tired of crying

but at the same time I still cry

fantasies are so much deceiving

the reason for all these, I still ask why...

By: Yunic Anne