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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() The bitter aftertaste burns my tongue Empty cups line the sides of my prison Eyes burn with rejection, As the dirty red scars into The page of my worth “You aren’t doing enough” I’m trying my best Every moment of time,
A shadow of you haunts me. Reminding me that you alone Control the strings of my future “If you blink now it’ll all be gone” Don’t you think I know that? The happiness of success is short, as the next failure breaks further into the crumbling walls of my sanity “doing well in one test isn’t enough” Please, stop. Validation, I crave it, And only you can give it to me, the only time when they look at me, Is when I do well with you. “Good grades aren’t everything” But aren't they? Comments are closed.
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