the weight.

I feel myself crumbling under the pressure.
maybe it's just a bad day,
maybe it's because my mensural cycle is about to hit,
or maybe it's because it's Friday the 13th,
but whatever it is, today's a God awful day for me.
Usually I do this so well,
I'm able to hide any sign of this pressure on my shoulders,
I'm able to not burst out with emotion and keep on trudging through the turbulence.

I know I shouldn't be like this,
I know I should be stronger,
but the truth is,
no matter how great I feel,
this weakness,
this pressure...
never goes away.

I'm glad I can help people when they need it,
I'm glad that sometimes people need me to help them,
but sometimes I wish I had someone to help me.
HELP.

sorry mom for snapping at you, under the pressure.
i just wanted to make you proud.