Cerelina Dyna

 

Confusion in my mind 

Hoping that one day

Everything will be just fine

I won't cry myself to sleep every other night 

 

Fear of judgement or a fear of not being able to stand up for myself 

It's too much to bear 

Ofcourse you wouldn't understand 

You're not where I am yet

 

False promises, pretentious smiles

Is this the way of life?

 

Constantly feeling like I don't belong 

As if I am invisible 

Keeping it all trapped inside 

As if I got a whole another world for secrets 

 

Respect a 70 year old 

But hit a 7 year one 

When will this cycle break?

I guess nobody cares

 

Future is not safe 

Past was always cruel 

Present keeps on passing by 

Slowly there'll be no chance of survival 

 

I don't react how I used to 

I don't talk how I used to

Is this the part of growing?

Growing into someone I don't want to become 

Or growing into someone better than before 

 

Every situation teaches you something 

Something you were never interested in learning 

Something you never thought you'll master it

 

Writing it all down 

Because it does not ask for specificity 

It asks for rawness and honesty 

 

Whispers of tranquility 

Reaches me through the cracks of my brokenness 

Giving me hope that it exists 

Not anywhere outside 

But somewhere within me.