Struggle.

There are times for laughter and times to weep,
Seeking for answers until the moment I die,
Feelings of anguish and delight, they creep,
Don’t wanna be thoughtless, there's no retry.

I don’t mind giving this life, my everything, my all,
Just don’t wanna be the one to tumble and fall.

Don’t know what people want, or what's expected,
I wanna walk this life bare-naked, to remain undetected,
Questioning why people want me to act normal, to conform,
I feel puzzled and broken, not knowing the social norm.

I wanna find the answers, so I am pondering,
Do not interrupt me, in my mind, I’m wandering.

When my thoughts are burning, itching,
Don’t want wounds that need stitching,
Sometimes when I’m on the edge of safe,
At those moments it’s love that I crave.

If you are not willing to throw me a bone,
I have nothing against you, just leave me alone.

Often I feel depressed and, or aimless, yes,
The world obsessed with success, stress,
I wanna feel connected and respected,
All I have is the impression of being rejected.

When I’m tired and sick of it all,
I drop to the floor and I crawl.

When I’m down, curled up, on the floor,
I wish you would call and listen to me,
Don’t wanna be found covered in gore.
All I want, is to be who I wanted to be.

I don’t want money, or a throne,
Just don’t want this life to be blown.