The struggle is real
The struggle is oh to real. Your struggle might not be my struggle and i might not understand what your going through but i understand how you feel. Rather it is bills, pills, family or addiction that physical state of mind that turns the world in to a battle field. Making you the target of everyone's judgement or sympathy. Or making you the solider isolated in the trents hoping to hide from the reality of the situation you can't seem to beat. The pressure weighing on your back start's to put a stain on your feet making your knees buckle and your heart weak. The struggle is oh to real. Your struggle might not be my struggle and I might not understand what your going through but I know how you feel. The feeling that slowly manifest into hate making your mental state break draining your hope and stealing your faith. Leaving you feeling alone in room full of people. Cracking that phony smile that you put on for years to cover the tears you fear someone will see. That your life