The Pressures of Living

All my frustrations, they leave me feeling numb.

My mind can't function while I lie awake all night long.

 I want it all and I won't settle for less. 

It's never been acceptable for me to be second best.

Time is limited and I'm being pulled in a million directions.

My time is constantly being divided up into many small sections.

I have always had people there for me

But lately I've been feeling anything but happy.

I've been stressing about a future that hasn't even begun,

with parents whose critical eyes can't be won.

I have friends who  care beyond measure,

but lately we never have a enough time to spend it together.

My mom and I have always been close,

she always assures me to never give up hope.

I've been constantly criticizing myself while looking in the mirror, 

I keep trying to tell myself no one has the right to make me feel inferior

It is so hard for me to ask for help

even when I'm drowning 

 I can hardly seem to keep my head afloat,

I know this life is short and to keep trying to keep the water out of my lifeboat.

Sometimes life feels pretty bleak

but one things for sure,

I refuse to sink.

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