Pedestal

Behind this facade I carry with shame

I’m just a girl with dreams and nightmares

The ones who surround me, hold me on a pedestal

While I try so desperately to cling on for their sake

 

But holding on for so long, I begin to question myself

My morals. My values. My beliefs.

Am I living life?

Or just following a predestined path led for me

 

Nothing that I do is enough.

Realistically enough will never be enough

Humans crave for more, satisfaction is unrealistic

Yet I’m still here still climbing the pedestal that will never end.

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