Case of Me

Screaming,
     inside myself.
Screaming,
     for help.
           Or am I really?
Blank stares into
      this mirror.
Wondering what other people
     see in me.
Living in the shadow
     of relatives
           cousins
                 family friends.
Fighting to be the one
     they can be proud of.
Struggling to find
     my purpose.
Fighting not to lose
     the one I can't be without.
Struggling to
     succeed.
If only they could see
     I don't even understand
           The real me.
Quiet
     Silence can speak louder than words.
But then,
     Words hurt.
           Leave scars.
How can I believe?
     When all you do is
           Break me down with what you say.
How can I succeed?
     When everything I do
           Is never enough..
How can we be?
     If we are constantly
           Hurt, beaten, degraded, restricted, lied to,
                 wronged, judged, ignored, treated like
     We're nothing more than disappointments.
Who knows?
     Maybe that's all things can be.
At least in this case of me.