The silence breaks as a sound breaks though The sound of pain, pain so true. A tear falls, then more and more. She can't stop the falling tears. She feels there wrong, That crying is weak, She must be strong, or not Be enough. But thats why shes crying, Because of the fear The fear of not being enough. Not being enough, by getting As, She feels they must be A+, Not being enough, by forgetting To put away the milk.. Has it spoiled? She doesn't know. They say she's smart, But is she really? Why can't she get it all right? Is it all a lie or illusion? Many have told her that she good, But she has no grounds to believe. Now she cant stop them..the pain Is being released. But even as she cries, She still tries… But she can't stop the falling tears.
I wrote the above poem.
