My mind, a room of corridors
Endless possibilities, yet so many undone
Do I go right, left, or straight?
Where do I go? What should I do?
Let’s try right, but what if it’s wrong
And left—what if that’s wrong too?
Or straight—what if that path is flawed?
So many questions, yet all unspoken, just thoughts
My mind is not like others, it confuses me
It destroys me, seeks to control me
To master this body of mine
But I will not fall, I will rise like a king
Overthrowing these rebellious thoughts
I will seize control of my decisions
Yet I stumble under the unexpected weight of failure
All these expectations, oh dear mother and father
I am but a child—why burden me with your worries?
I am but a child without a guide on this long journey
So stressful, so overwhelming
When will this never-ending battle cease?
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