surely, we ask too much of ourselves sometimes.

on the outside, she seems fine.
but on the inside, she's anything but that.
words written in anger, hate, and fear.
words written to a world that doesn't care.

a world she cannot comprehend.

not a world
but a system.
in which lies hypocrisy at every turn
and fallacies scattered at every turn.

she feels she does not belong.
she feels that she is going to be left behind.
she feels the dreams that she has are empty dreams and aspirations.
she feels that she will never make it.

she sounds strong;
and yet so weak.
complicated; for she speaks in riddles at times.
but most of the time, she just speaks her mind.

really, it's sad.
not because i know her.
but because i used to feel what she felt.
and this feeling, i hope, will just go away.

forever.

i wish i could help.