Being a teenager and growing up.
All these f*cking hormones,
I just don’t know what to do most of the time.
One minute I’m totally fine,
next, I’m sad out of my goddamn mind.
I want some stability sometimes;
is that too much to ask for?
If so, I’m sorry.
But when despair becomes the default response
something needs to be done.
If I’m as smart as they say,
why can’t I just put all the bullshit aside;
and focus on what really matters.
It’s hard and no one understands.