I am not okay
There's so many voices and I don't know why Some telling me to stop and some telling me to cry All these things that need to be done When in reality I just feel numb People say it's a dream Life ain't really as it seems To anxiety, depression and breakdowns I feel like I'm in a jailcell No where to go no where to hide But to curl in a ball and cry Life really isn't fair What more can you spare We are caught up in this small mind And act as if we are blind Blind enough to not enjoy our best life But instead we are here like a blunt knife No words to explain the pain Is like getting lost on a train The voices keep coming And this time it's not stopping I am not okay But here I am to stay
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