She was just surviving
Under pressure no one could stand
Insisting that things were okay, while
Caressing tears with her hand.
Instinctively
Deteremined to follow her dreams, yet,
Expecting another demand.
Reason for writing:
I think we all feel suicidal at some times. I was sick of trying to be perfect.
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