String-trapped heart

Sometimes I feel I'm going against the tide.

What makes me happy is merely a selfish choice.

Because I am unable to fill anyone's expectations.

Because everyone wants me to become their ideal me.

So no matter what I do, it would never be enough.

In the end, I disappoint everyone and myself.

And if I don't burst into tears because at least, I want to be a strong mother.

But the load is so heavy, so heavy I believe someday it will crush me.