Placed in situations that seem to be real, only to be blinded,
Worrying about everything, because I have no choice....
Some may say that there are always choices, tho not mine, I have to solve them,
I wanna be there for anyone who asks me to be, but truthfully, for years I’ve been lost.
Love finally found me, yet it’s hard to maintain on a daily basis in today’s world,
It’s a constant struggle of showing appreciation living up to the potential,yet stress drags me under,
It keeps me sane, yet drives me crazy because I wanna make all happy, because my happiness is a constant struggle....
Why me?
