All those times I’ve tried
Thinking that I’ve tried to hard or too little
To please the people in my life I consider important

There is a thin line for what is too wrong or too right for the soul
That invisible veil blended into the atmosphere

I’ve done it multiple times
Felt as if I’ve given my all and still fell short to everyone else

They couldn’t read my mind though
They didn’t know what they were putting me through
Only I knew what was inside
A black canvas with words scratched into it
Self doubt
Insecurities
And pain
They made me feel like a failure
And since I’ve failed...what next?
What do I do now?

Anger
It was all I felt
Not towards anyone but towards myself
How stupid could I be to go through so much and follow the same path again
Why did I still care about the opinion of people
My tears were  proof of self torture

A gloomy cloud frequently hanged over my head
It showered me in black thoughts
Soaked me in dangerous emotions
They weighed me down with what if questions

I knew I would be fine though
To end all of the turmoil I thought of a temporary fix
One solution
It was that little white bottle filled with little white pills
I found great relief in the form of deep self medicated sleep

But I promise you now I’m doing much better
I do consider what people think
But I don’t allow those opinions to rule me
I am my own person
And I may fall short sometimes but nobody is perfect
And I’m perfectly fine with that
Because in the end nobody’s got me like I got me