Nobody sees what your going through

They all make assumptions, that your not even trying

Bone idle,lethargic,easily swayed

Hurt by their words because it all falls the opposite way.

I am trying

I'm sorry its not transparent that I'm struggling

Or is it

I'm sorry that my suffering is not portrayed in the way that you want it to be

But will you comprehend these words

If I say I'm embarrassed

Is it safe to say

I didn't ask for this.

Now is not the time to attack me with your words

Now is not the time to be-little me or make me feel of less worth

Because to me, it's a near tragedy

Everyday feeling like the case of a charity

Which was the result from a leap of faith which i clearly galloped and wish i could reverse

But hey

That will never be granted.

Because apparently this is the path laid out for me

And honestly

I don't see an end to it

And despite how I've been feeling

I still rise

I still try

Still try to live a life that seems difficult to survive,

I revive, write the vision, make it plain,

Still i strive.