Not at this very moment in particular
This can't be something minor, when you constantly feel worthless.
Like nobody loves you, like nobody ever will
I've accepted the fact that I will never be happy with myself, no matter how much I have succeeded
My closest friends and family don't know me.
They don't know who I am, how I truly think.
Because if they did, they would realize how much I need them
There's a time when life brings upon us an obstacle or two,
But it feels as if every day is an obstacle,
Not in a physical idea sort of speak,
But rather the difference in how I present myself to others, and how I feel when I'm alone.
I'm trying.
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