This warm summer breeze that continues to envelop me,
Telling me my feelings are my own, I too am human.
The butterflies the weather is giving me, telling me “its okay”,
Yet it still feels like a lie, just to control me, just to make fun of me.
The beautiful sun shining bright on me,
My skin reflecting its beauty, rejecting it,
Lying to myself that it too dislikes me,
Easily, I become the victim in all of these situations.
Lies and lies I told myself, “happy”, “happy”, “happy”.
Rejecting that I too have feelings of sadness,
Thinking I was acting bravely,
But I was only acting foolishly.
Rejecting the fact that the wind would also feel
Feelings of sadness, feelings of rejection.
I ignored it completely, took it for granted,
And only ended up hurting those that truly cared for me.
Even acknowledging all of this,
I continue to cry myself to sleep,
But those wasteful tears that exit my eyes,
Will only continue to bring about despair.