You know what, yes I’m a strong ass girl. I hold my feelings back, try to live up to society’s standards. Try my damn best to be a great role model for my siblings & always be there for my friends. Be an amazing girlfriend, & always try to look my best on the outside. But sometimes, I snap. I die inside. Sometimes I just cry my eyes out so the pain will go away. Lock myself in my room for hours just screaming, throwing things, thinking about my life. Sometimes I want to escape. Be someone else for a day. Be skinnier, prettier, smarter. Be who I really think I am. Or just be who I really want to be. Sometimes I hate being me.

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