It’s exhausting being me

Sometimes, i'm tired of being nice.

Tired of feeling like i still have to keep parts of my life hidden to make other people happy.
Why are there so many things i can't do?
Why can't i do what everyone expects me to?

I'd rather hide my feelings and make everyone else around me happy.
It's so funny how i fucking do everything to make everyone else happy,
but never make myself happy.
This is all so exhausting.

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