not all alright.

was i coerced into 'growing up' by the situations i was born into?

mistakes-
when you overcome a hurdle, or so you'd think-
they'll come around knocking,
reminding you of your imperfections,
demanding to be dealt with, again.

just finished the last paper of my first year.
this rush of accomplishment overcame me.

nothing lasts forever-
and in my case it has always been this thing called 'happiness'.

haven't you taken enough from me?
have i not proven myself over and over and over again?

when will i be deemed as worthy?
these questions never left.

"i got nothing left inside of my chest"

xx