I'm okay. But just sometimes...
Sometimes i cry to the moon at night
I think maybe she'll understand my fight
Sometimes I write and bury a list of all fears
Hide my face and wipe my own tears
They talk about dreams and success
I just feel like a hallucinating mess
Everyone has their passion, their faith, their aim
I'm trying to keep myself sane
Sometimes I cry when I feel like an unwanted friend
Then I distance myself and watch it all end
Sometimes I think I'm too quiet and too annoying
And then I still act like I've been enjoying
Sometimes I write all that I don't have the guts to say
I fold it and hide it from the light of the day
Sometimes I think I'm still just a kid inside
In a world that's too large, cruel, and wide
Sometimes, I wonder but just to myself,
And if a star loses its spark in the vast sky
Who would care? who would cry?
And sometimes I think I'm too much
Overthinking, Overfeeling, Overloving,
And then I feel I'm way to little,
Too average, brown eyes, just middle.
And sometimes I feel guilty for it all
What am I missing? Why do I cry?
Why am I failing? Did I even try?
Im okay. Really, I am.
But sometimes, Just sometimes,
I wish it would end.
The stress, the questions, all the fake friends
I wish I wouldn't make up worlds in my head
And retreat to them every chance I get
I wish I didn't have to dream of the girl who doesn't exist
And talk to her and cry to her like a mad fantasist
But I'm fine.
Atleast, Im sure I will be.
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 1st, 2026 02:31
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Vacillating moods, emotions and behaviors like a rollercoaster in this poem. Well done
Words cannot express how deeply, word for word, you have described my everyday life over the past four years. How i felt this, was truly heartfelt and understood. I can offer a little piece of advice from my own experience in this same emotion...keep your head up. Stay grounded. Do not stop. Keep going. If it comes, let it, if it goes, let it. And hold the faith... Your dreams are not just a dream. They are undefined goals. Define them. And then Just Do It....idk you. But I know you got this..thank u for these beautiful words friend. #BeTru2U
Thank you, may you find peace too 🥹
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