My days are endless,
Everything is the same,
Monday isn’t different from Tuesday,
The same days fade into endless weeks,
Making endless months into endless years,
This young heart is tired of life’s endless game,
Like an Olympics that never stops,
My body jumps over one hurdle then the next,
While my mind calculates how many there are left,
When the hurdles are over,
The next challenge begins,
Trying to stay sane as I swim through a sea of alligators,
Swimming for miles nonstop,
When shore is near,
A storm brews above,
Throwing me off my course into uncharted territory,
In order to survive I had to learn how to use my gifts from
god,
Yet even then it never seems like I have enough,
To protect myself against life’s lies,
Because the lies that were told never end,
Like the never ceasing cycle of life and death,
One ends that leads to another beginnings,
I see things in my eyes that are untold in numbers,
That’s why my silence speaks volumes,
When you are silent you may understand,
But that’s not a guarantee,
You underestimate me, 
But I can’t change what you perceive,
Because you are so set in your ways,
My breath would be wasted,
So to save energy,
I hold my tongue,
Many times it’s considered signs of not understanding,
But my case is the opposite,
But sometimes silence is mind bending almost impossible so
that,
I wanna scream,
But the words get caught in my throat,
I wanna cry, 
But the tears stop midway,
I wanna break the anger,
Cease this pain,
But my efforts get undermined,
Sometimes everything swirls around like a crazy tornado,
But I try to hide what I feel,
Cause I don’t want the world to know,
I don’t want to know what they’ll say,
Because they want to judge and I’m not ready,
Because how much can they know about smiling with sadness,
It’s something I do so well,
Holding and hiding my sorrows,
As if I were a queen in what I do