No one ever said that this process was easy,
It’s hard to admit there is something wrong with me.
I’m trying to get to the root of my hurt,
I’m tired of wearing this guilt and shame like a shirt.
Up until now, I’ve had only a glimpse,
Like bubbles that burst as soon as I grab them.
I can’t let my happiness float away from me,
It would be easy to blame it on society.
It’s not the way the world works that is driving me insane,
There is not something outside myself that is causing me all this pain.
I’m searching deep within, and thinking back through my history;
As I attempt to heal from my self-inflicted misery.