They tell me my problems aren’t big enough
Because someone has it worse
Because I don’t appreciate what I have
They tell me, “you’re too young to feel this way.”
Like sadness has an age
Like the voices in my head care
They tell me I’m only looking for attention
Like I go around shouting out how I feel
Like I haven’t mastered my fake smile
They tell me that my sadness is fake
That I should just get over it
But how do I get over this darkness that surrounds me
How do I let go of this misery; it’s a part of who I am.
I am not seeking attention
I am not lying
I am not overreacting
I am just tired.
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