"One Day, I'll Leave"

How much I tried, how much I cared,

Yet they don’t see—were they ever aware?

Every choice I made, every path I took,

All for them, yet I’m the one mistook.

I’m tired now, my heart worn thin,

Drowning in echoes of where I’ve been.

Criticism rains like endless storms,

No shelter, no warmth, just unwritten norms.

Sometimes, I want to scream out loud,

"Stop! Please stop!"—but I don’t make a sound.

Swallowing words, I let them decay,

While they act as if I'm okay.

So one day, I’ll leave, far, far away,

To a place where silence holds no weight.

Not now, not yet—I have to wait,

But when the time comes, I’ll walk out the gate.

No more chains, no more pain,

No looking back, no more shame.

They’ll wonder where I’ve gone to be,

But by then, I’ll finally be free.