love me or hate me

you can love me or hate me just know you have to trust me having to wake up to make and sip a cup of tea while overthinking is overwhelming shaking and breathing hard wondering why and what I'm getting attacked by knowing that you're not shy, but you only are when you want to tell someone what happened but yet... you still don't know what's really wrong you look in the mirror and tell yourself "What has changed you?" What is right with you? then changes the question to "What isn't right with you?" you stay in your room lip singing songs you're shaking like a ship trying to balance on a stick a stick that's not thick but thin... wanting to swim away from the problem again knowing that being the age you are, aren't "JUST" numbers but it's the amount of pressure of pain you have as you get older...