As long as I can remember,
I always saw myself engulfed in anger,
Repeatedly speaking out to my classmates
For reasons I didn’t know.
Whenever I was angry, my head would start throbbing,
No other way to calm myself down,
I realized sleeping was the best way to calm myself.
Not understanding what the teachers were saying,
I lacked control.
I used to ask myself,
Why am I like this?
Never truly finding the answer,
I wanted to detach myself from
The world,
Always in the state of mind, I loved –
Sleeping.
Sleeping was the best,
Making the day pass without being conscious.
But along the way,
Through guidance and perseverance,
I learned to breathe through the chaos,
Figured out ways to ease
My anger.
The world I wanted to escape, now
It has become more colorful,
Noticing the days are a little brighter.
I no longer desire to waste my hours.
I no longer want to sleep to hide,
Because finally,
I am awake.
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