CHECK UP ON ME

As long as I refuse to speak up,

As long as I refuse to open up,

I will always be seen as the strong one.

But now I’m tired of being quiet so they don’t continue to see me as the impossible to hurt.

You know, everyone wants to lay their heads on the shoulder of the strong one.

How long will I search for a shoulder to rest my head?

Now, I regret putting myself in the middle and carrying every one’s problem on my head.

Easing their burden, caring always and answering a painkiller.

Being it my fault or not, I would have thought about this.

I must adapt but have to live with the scar as long as it’s there.

My mentor said, “you deserve the love you give everyone else”

My therapist said, “I’m sorry the people you lay your life for do not feel the same way about you ”

Now, I wish I have someone who makes decision having me on his mind.

Can it be about my tender heart?

I wish I can be seen and treated like a child because I never get to experience the childhood pampering that moulds one into an adult.

Now look at me.What do you see?

A strong lady who carves smiles out of her pains.

A walking liberation, the broken soul’s redemption.

Will I loose my friends if I stop being strong?

Then say to the eye that watches me that I’ll walk till I get where the grass is greener.

Please check up on me.

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