Lesson Learned

I've forgotten what it feels like.

to smile, to be happy, to be free.

To dance with joy, to laugh while I sing.

I've forgotten to be me.

I've gotten used to fake smiling,

Feels like I've been doing it forever.

I like that no one can know,

That It's fake. That who I am is fake.

I'd be weak if I chose to be happy.

It'll only take them a few seconds, to snatch all happiness from me.

I can't let myself be crushed anymore.

I can't let my scars go anymore deep.

Nostalgia is bittersweet.

I yearn to be free like I used to be me,

dancing in circles with glee.

Not having anything to worry,

Having nothing to worry.