Stuck

Sometimes I remember I wasn't born to please anyone. I didn't chose to be born. I didn't owe anyone a life I didn't ask for. So I rebelled. I stopped trying to please him. I stopped trying to reach his high standards. I did what I WANTED. I went out wherever and whenever. I dressed how I liked. I did what I wanted with my hair. I acted how I wanted. I finally felt free and happy. But with every action comes a consequence. I fell back under his words. The more I tried to please him, the more I drowned. I struggled and finally drowned, sinking to the bottom. My grades dropped. My mental health got bad. I felt stuck, AGAIN.