I struggle
I struggle to wake up in the mornings
and goo to sleep at night
I stuggle leaving the house
and coming home 

I struggle with what to wear
or if i want to wear it at all
I struggle with what i love
and who i am
and why that is

I struggle with who I love
and if anyone loves me too
I struggle with staying alive
and wanting to die
and everything inbetween

I struggle with stomach pain
and head aches
and not being able to breath

I struggle with too many pills
but not enough perscriptions
I struggle with being too old
but being too young

I struggle with knowing exactly where I want to be
but not knowing where I am
I struggle with being terrified of the future
but not knowing if i'll get there

I struggle with fitting in
and acting normal
I struggle with talking and phone calls andd new people
I struggle with public places and quite spaces
and anywhere that's not here

I struggle with feeling sick
but am always hungry
I struggle with wanting to do so much
but not having that oportunity

I struggle with being told what to do
And I struggle with not being told
I struggle too understand
and i'm not sure if II want to

idk... I hate October. I should have never agreed to go to that party.