Sometimes I need space

The invisible leash tugs on my neck

I feel like I’m suffocating, breaking

I’m breaking under the weight of expectations

The judgments thicken the air

It’s hard to breathe it in

Suddenly the thing I need to live… is slowly killing me.

The walls are closing in

My resistance is caving in

Drowning in my fears

Suffocating in judgments

Breaking from expectations

And all my parents see is…




This poem is about: 
My family



I think we all have felt this way at some point in our lives. I hope someday you realize it is so much more rewarding when you're proud of yourself than it is when people are proud of you. 

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