I swore I'd be different, I'd never stray, But I watched my good intentions fade away. I wore your hope like a second skin, Now it's cracked with the weight of the mess I'm in. You gave me your name and your silent prayers, But I traded them all for the world's blank stares. You taught me to rise, but I chose to fall, Now I’m scared you won’t know me at all. Will you forgive my soul, though you’ve seen me lie, Too wise to believe, too tired to try? Would it matter now, if I fell to my knees, Or am I just noise in a long-lost breeze? I meant to be more than the shame I wear, Not the ghost of a dream or a silent glare. But I broke what was whole, and I don’t know how To face the eyes that once said “I’m proud” out loud
Written by Karla Gita Siahaya