When you grow up in the midst of fighting, chaos and confusion you get lost...you don't learn anything about yourself, your likes, dislikes, hobbies, etc. and the next thing you know, you're 23, feel like a little old man most days, (not interested in being around people because you're so miserably depressed, yet FIGHTING everyday to climb out of it to survive)and you've got no direction, about which way you want to go, and more baggage than you seem able to carry. Everyday seems to go on like a blur because you dissociate....but you always wake up with the emotional remnants, and anxiety that SOMETHING happened yesterday, and you don't know how to make it better, so you just push on...looking for SOMETHING to hold onto...you're afloat in a sea of misery, simple and plain.
You have nobody to turn to, and everyone around you somehow "magically" knows who they are, or at least what they want to do with their lives, and you're gasping for air...the things you used to do, (not to mention can't remember) you don't have the slightest care/interest in, but you fear that if you don't find something you love soon, you're life will be rendered pointless...but now I'm a man...people tell me that...but sometimes, I don't know HOW to feel...I'm only human...I need support at times, I'm strong, and people think nothings wrong, but I feel like I'm falling apart...and I can't fix it...
What makes a man? What makes him happy? and HOW does he find meaning in a life that destroyed any sense of self-esteem, joy, or comfort with others? When the foundation of a house is knocked over...you rebuild...when a person is devastated, you can do this as well...but HOW?
You have nobody to turn to, and everyone around you somehow "magically" knows who they are, or at least what they want to do with their lives, and you're gasping for air...the things you used to do, (not to mention can't remember) you don't have the slightest care/interest in, but you fear that if you don't find something you love soon, you're life will be rendered pointless...but now I'm a man...people tell me that...but sometimes, I don't know HOW to feel...I'm only human...I need support at times, I'm strong, and people think nothings wrong, but I feel like I'm falling apart...and I can't fix it...
What makes a man? What makes him happy? and HOW does he find meaning in a life that destroyed any sense of self-esteem, joy, or comfort with others? When the foundation of a house is knocked over...you rebuild...when a person is devastated, you can do this as well...but HOW?