This is how my mind think about my future. I want to take a rest but I couldn't. I want to stop thinking but I can't. I want to have a peaceful mind but I won't. I want to get you out of my head but I never do it.
It's almost midnight, And I am wide awake, Overthinking yet again, About things, That I should not, Because of the hurt, That's hurting me.
I almost think, How to not overthink, But for a control freak, Not being able to, Control the thoughts, Running at a lick, Is a losing game.
Maybe tomorrow, Maybe coming week, Maybe next month, Or perhaps this new year, Will be better enough, To achieve what I couldn't, For I'm done contemplating.
Hope and hardwork, Is what I swear on, Positivity and optimism, Is what I have, And smiling is all, I am left with, To finally realise, Not Yet!
I try to remain strong, Giving up won't be my choice, Focusing on strengths, And working on my weaknesses, Did help me get through, But hitting Adulting gave my life, A whole new set of responsibilities.
Now these responsibilities, And my desire to fulfill it, Is what keeps me going, For I know if I don't, It will tear me apart, In a guilt of not being responsible enough, For those who were always enough for me.
When all of this takes over me, My tiny little heart, Asks me if I could spare some help, Of a heart that could contribute a little support, Not by being tangible, But more on a sentimental level, And now it's almost dawn and I am still wide awake.