ME

I find it hard to breathe on days like this I'm spiralling into something I can't control I've been dunked deeper than I can withstand Every breath feeling like it's my last I've tried to stop this feeling And the dread which comes creeping Maybe if I took a deep breath it would come to an end But every day it gets harder to be me I try to explain but can't find my voice Maybe I could change it but it's never been my choice I try to scream out loud tell them this is me But they'd never accept only tell me who to be Maybe it's the way I see things Maybe I'm being dramatic Maybe one day my world would stop spinning like some sick cinematic But until then I'm left alone in my thoughts Wondering what the hell I did wrong.