Poetry

Trying

July 26th, 2019

I'm trying to be okay with how things are,
But my mind keeps wandering.

How different would my life be if I hadn't done that one thing?
Would I be happier?
Would things be worse?
Or would things be the exact same?
A lot of things run through my mind each day.

Sometimes I think things are getting better.
Sometimes I think things are worse.
And other times I'm indifferent.

I've lost a lot of friends these past three years.
Some I'm glad for losing,
And others I wish they had stayed.

But I've also gained a lot of friends too.
Most of them are the best people to have come into my life.
Few are becoming closer.

I still feel like I'm a burden to most.
I complain too much.
I'm not smart enough.
I'm not good enough for them.

But through it all,
I'm still trying.