Sometimes I’m ashamed
To tell other people how I really feel
Fearing their reaction
Or their incomprehension they can’t conceal

For some will understand
And others will tell me that it’s just a phase
But no matter who I’m speaking to
I’ll still feel utterly weak and helpless either ways

I’m not out for pity
I would much rather keep it to myself
But lately I’ve been struggling
Unable to keep up the appearance for everybody else

Some will want to help
While others will tell me to just get over it
But no matter what they say
I’ll still be at my limit and on the verge to quit

I’m not prioritizing my pain
Knowing in comparison that my issues are small
Yet I’m slowly going under
Being used to keep it all hidden behind a thick sturdy wall

Some will want me to talk
While others don’t want to hear what I have to say
And I just can’t keep lying to myself
Or act like I’m not sick of my existence at least once a day

So I’m just doing my best
Trying to find the way back to a peaceful mind
Not expecting anything from anyone
Because it’s a path that I myself must be able to find

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