I'm a little chaotic
I choose to struggle and question things instead of following what everyone else is doing
It's hard to let go of things
if I dwell on the idea of it
It will consume me entirely
I might miss out what's coming next if I sit in my room and cry over a situation that was temporary
I'm living two different lives
One where it feels dull and gray
The other where it feels exciting and full of color
I still don't know who I am.
I don't know where I stand
I am struggling with myself.
I have to tell others things that aren't real to fit in.
I complain about how superficial this city is while I also fake my living situation and status.
I don't have friends
It all feels fake
There needs to be a balance
I feel uncomfortable
I have to blend in to make it seem as if I care
If I were to share these thoughts I know it'll kill them.
