
1st world Problems
I am,
Broken
Shattered behind how my education
Deprived me of all hope of a normal life
What is normal though?
Normal for me
Is waking up in the middle of the night
Drenched in sweat,
heavy breathing.
I am a person
Full of hate, depression and anxiety
I am a person full of nightmares
Full of sadness
Full of paranoia
Images of family dying,
falling through the cracks
seams stretching apart.
I am a shattered girl
full of dreams
full of hopes
Until randomly, panic seeks
Attacking me, making me question everything
from money, to love, to fame, to my past poverty
It sucks because before I turned 16, food was hard to buy for me
Life was hard to eat and sleep
Drowsy days and drowsy nights, but now that my father sleeps good at night
Knowing his job will keep us up good
Higher Tax bracket, what great news!
Except for me, the child they didnt save up for
couldn't save up for
Struggling to go to college
loans and debts
fill me up with hate and doubt
So how does one, go to college?
When
I AM
Just a girl
with so many 1st world problems
that even the voices in my head just squander.
I am
I just am.