To my family I'm known as the confident one, Friends say I'm wild, and daring Only because emotions are thingsΒ IΒ never feel like sharing So now I'm on a pedestal to high for ya'll to see logic and anxiety 2 sides that fight in me I'm confident with strangers, who cares i'll never see them I'll bring a girl back to bed my bed cause alone I'll wrestle demons I love the pillow talk it always captures my attention, I'll keep the chat about her, and dodge her prying questions they say I'm easy to talk, I'm chill and nonjudgmental But if you don't wanna share your thoughts, listening is fundamental I eat away my worries and hit the gym when I feel angry I keep on gaining muscles while losing half my pantry But the best escape I've ever found has been in music and books I tried people, but the ones who feel my pain just judge me for my looks "You're too popular to feel rejection", you're too strong to ever feel weak". I walk away a 2 sided soul, and one side will never speak
Its ****** but I couldn't sleep so I started writing