As the seconds turn to minutes, The minutes into hours. I move along the fibers of time, Hoping I'll make it through the day.
As the days pass by, It's getting harder to Convince me That I'm okay.
I tell myself: It's only temporary.
But this sinking feeling Comes in like a tidal wave, Crashing over me.
Some days I feel I can conquer the world, Other days I feel I'm not good enough.
Sometimes I feel I'm not fit for this life.
Everybody makes mistakes but all I do is ***** it up.
Just when I think I'm okay, There's a constant reminder I'm living under a guise.
I'm not happy. And I'm not okay.
I crash under the stress And crawl back in my mental cave.
I feel like I'll never be good enough.
I feel like I'll never succeed.
I hope one day I can break free, Of this mental torture consuming me.
Inspired by the ballad version of "The Drug in Me is You" by Falling in Reverse. I have to stop listening to sad songs. It really messes with my emotions. However, in this case, I had to write my thoughts down.
I'm going through life, adjusting to new jobs, and adjusting to that work-school-life balance. It's brining back old memories – and I have this constant fear of failure.
Everyone isn't perfect and I'm no exception. But sometimes i feel like I **** up more than everybody else.