Sometimes, I don't know how to feel about myself,
I'm not always sure what the stresser is,
I'm not sure I'm making the right choices,
And I don't always know what's best for me.
But I'm doing it, I'm living, I'm doing me,
I'm having fun, being silly, and laughing,
I'm trying, so goddamn hard,
And all I want is to be happy.
Why is it so hard?
Why is each step so heavy?
Why am I struggling to move forward?
Why do I have to be me?
We all have these struggles,
We all have our hardships,
But we're all trying so hard,
And we've made it another day,
And I will make it another.