Sadness and anger are blooming on me
Like a toxic plant in a garden of  fruits
Slowly poisoning my personality and my peace of mind  .
But society and parents forced me to smile ,
Like a slave I obey
But what about me ? Do I have my say ?
I don't think so , because it feels like there's an invisible hand in my throat that prevents me from speaking while all I want to do is yelling , screaming, just unleash my rage out and finally start breathing.

I like to attract attention but I also hate it at the same time . It makes me feel so important but also so insecure.
I wanna talk but I'm also scared of what can come out of my mouth.
I really love my parents but they're also my worst ennemies ,what a toxic relationship .
I also tell everyone in this world that I love myself but you I bet that y'all already guess that I hate 3/4 of things related to me .

Some of em could say that I'm mean
But behind this rudeness, my vulnerability is hiding
I feel like I can't fake it anymore
I'm tired
Tired of everything
Tired of existing

I feel like an enigma that no one can resolve
Feel as misunderstood as an anonymous work of art exposed in a museum
Like an attraction in a circus
A math problem
That even myself is trying to find the x and the y.

I'm just a sad and hopeless child of the night
A lightless star defined by chaos , traumas and coke
Who doesn't find itself nowhere in this world but in its art.

At the end , I'm like those teenagers
Who never go out except school
Who have bad relationship with their parents
Who's always on their phone or always have headphones on
Who knows the entire earth but only have a few friends who really knows me
I'm just a 21st century teenager