Its Never Too Late
I have falter so many times
Blaming the world that surrounds
Runny away from reality instead of facing it
Thought everything would be easy
The pressure kept burdening me
"What a wonderful sincere and hardworking girl you are!"
It didn't feel like me
It didn't feel that I was worthy of being called that
Worthy of being me, being my parent's daughter
What was everything for?
Why did I feel what I felt?
Running away just makes it worse
Its as if the shadow of it clings to me every second I move
Blinding me from seeing something beautiful
As beautiful as life itself
How messed up everything was
As I looked outside ,
The shinning rays of sunlight fell upon me
Highlighting me in this very darkness
That I can do better
It's never too late
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