People started looking up to me
I got overwhelmed of the feeling
It's exhausting sometimes, you'll get too tired maintaining.
I'm not perfect. I fail.
Just like any other human being.
I get anxious and depressed and it is truly frustrating.
When I make mistakes, people get surprised.
I don't understand?
Why?
Am I not allowed to cry?
People don't take me seriously
So I sit here patiently,
Wishing that people would treat me differently.
I was told not to worry,
But to always stay bubbly
And so I did.
I made people happy
But the process wasn't so lovely.
Time should be treated wisely
But here I am floating aimlessly.
In this world full of misery,
I became a mystery.
Am I happy? I try.
I make mistakes. I cry.
In my head I have to hide
These feelings should never survive.
I should bury it they said
And with all my might,
My pride went along and died.
I'm lost. Alone
Thinking, "where have I gone wrong?"
Was I too much?
Was I too kind?
Or did I let my emotions collide.
Ah, I didn't realize I slowly let my soul die.
At the back of my mind I asked myself again,
"Why?"
Why did you have to lie?
It's too late to realize that I was now already gone.

It’s hard when you’re that type of person who always over thinks.
You’re always paranoid.
You always think
“Did I do something wrong?” “Am I too much?” “Am I enough?”
Nonsense!
It’s tiring. It’s tough.
You always think pointless things that causes your anxiety.
That causes unwanted panic attacks.
That causes tears that aren’t even needed in the first place.
That causes us to look down on ourselves more.
People would always think that we’re over reacting and that we could control it.
But that’s the thing.
If we can we will.
We try.
All we want is a piece of mind.