Being a Teen
They left her standing on a corner crying
Feeling like a fool for trying.
Tears burnt her cheeks as they rolled down,
and for a moment,
just a moment,
She didn't have to pretend she was okay.
She's tired of crying
She's tired of trying
She's tired of lying
She's tired of crying.
She's tired of yelling.
She's tired of being sad.
She's tired of pretending.
She's tired of being alone.
She's tired of being angry.
She's tried of feeling stuck
She's most of all, she's just tired of being tired.
Sure, she is may be smiling
But inside, she's dying.
Don't Judge her
Crying Is Easier Than Fighting.
She's me.
Copyright © Zumina Ruedella | Year Posted 2014
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