I feel distorted, yet still
I am in q mental place of peace, yet my world is chaos
Everywhere I am faced with a grand gesture of unsolicited advice
How I should do my hair, eat, express myself, think
I feel frustrated yet seen
To have so much concern for my growth
To be in a place to relieve love through a hidden agenda
To be told I am mature enough to know what I want
Yet being told I am mature enough to do better
The biggest contradiction is that I am both
