May 4, 2021
Tears roll down just as every other day, Sobbing, quietly, as I wake up , To another sound of a shattered cup, And another prayer for blissful day. Yet again, I hear them squabble, Shut my eyes, they drop me to school, Obey the 'not speak in the middle' rule, And no one notices my voice wobble. Everyday I make a never-ending plan: Confess how I hate their incompatibility, And urge them not to stay for me. At fifteen, I knew marriages are scam Well, today with my emotional fragility, I know, it's not easy being me. #sonnet #noteasybeingme https://www.instagram.com/p/COc7xqQl3GV/?igshid=y24ul4bdx78a
