Why is it always like this for me?
Everyone says childhood is the happiest time, but for me, it’s a race—a race I never signed up for. Study, score, succeed. That’s all that matters.
I wake up at 5 AM, not because I want to, but because I have to. My schedule is set, my life is planned. There’s no space for mistakes, no time for fun. Marks decide my worth.
At school, I see my friends laughing, talking about movies, music, their weekend trips. I smile, pretending I understand. But the truth is, I don’t. I don’t know what it’s like to just be.
If I ever say I’m tired, they say, “We do this for your future.” But what about my present?
I wonder, do they even see me? Do they see the girl who stares at her books with tired eyes, who writes notes with shaking hands, who dreads every result day like it’s a punishment?
Do they know how it feels when every mistake is met with disappointment? When love feels like a prize, not something given freely?
Tonight, I failed a test. My heart is pounding. They will be angry. They will say I didn’t try hard enough. But they won’t see the sleepless nights, the silent tears, the fear that never leaves me.
Maybe one day, they’ll listen. Maybe one day, they’ll understand.
But until then, I remain trapped in their expectations.
Is that even worth it?
Do I really enjoy my future,.when that is what my present forced on me ?
Sometimes I feel like why do even I have to become their child.
....... It's not just my or my friends feeling, it's feeling of all younger's who were forced to choose between their Dreams and Study, Their parents dreams
It's all from my side
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