everyone always asks whats wrong
and its the fact that im always in my own thoughts
always hurting some kind of way
i can't remember what it like to feel
genuinely happy without being judged
im never going to be good enough for some people
im never going to be perfect
its amazing i make it from day to day
im not as strong as people perceive me to be
im completely unstable
and my mind often goes haywire
i overthink things
i stress little things
staring at the walls
i often wonder how it'd be without me in this world
probably better, probably best
but it would be selfish to take a life
that could possibly change the world
i could possibly, one day, make a difference
but right now its a struggling battle
between myself and the world
and it hurts, its painful
because its a pain that stains my soul
i wish i could protect myself
from the stupidity, ignorance, and fears that taunt me
but i can't
im a just a girl, a young girl
with a broken soul
if i told you my story,
would you listen?