Why does it take so much of my energy to be happy.
Is that normal.
Why do I always feel
in between places, inadequate,
messed up and a little less.
I try though.
And I think I'm happy when I look happy but then I'm not sure.
Seems like I'm pulling my heart up a well
And it keeps spilling out back into it .
Everything I do seems so less .
If I go out, it drains me.
If I stay in , my thoughts kill me.
Does everyone feel like an imposter in their own lives cause all you do everyday is think about how you've never really helped anyone while you owe everyone your life.
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