emo poem time while im at schoolZ

breaking

i am strong.

i am sturdy.

i do not shatter, yet im slowly cracking.

cracking day by day.

i was built to be strong, to help.

not to be helped.

i dont deserve comfort.

i dont deserve help, i give it.

the people so dear to me are mad,

breaking me slowly.

im supposed to help, i need to show them i have purpose.

i have purpose, yet they punch and try to shatter me.

as long as i keep helping, i will not be broken.

yet i still break slowly.