Telling a little...

To make some understand...


Sometimes I am and sometimes I m not.
I try my best to be- damn its hard.
I please others to please myself- and lately there's been no pleasing at all.
I used to walk and let others get ahead- but today I run and don't look back.
The older I get the more stops I make
and I seem to stop here the most
Stuck.
Sometimes I feel heavy - but laughter always makes me light.
I seem to always ask the wrong questions- because I cannot get solid answers
I fear to care and I fear to not
So I pretend to be the medium
But I m really on the heavier end
I try to remember that I m not the only one who struggles...
and people just like me have the same issues
and seem to
survive.