enjoying the struggle, 
as i make my way to the top.
trying not to trip as i juggle,-
the balancing act of life never stops.

pulling myself up everyday,
back off the ground.
just thinking of each day,
the joys i have found.

trying to stay positive in the darkness out there,
learning and growing,
trying to stay happy in a world of dispair,
wanting the drive that'll keep me going.

trying to prove something,
but not sure of what.
not sure on what expectations to bring,
so i just stay in my spot.

desperately creating stability,
feeling almost weak.
just wanting a sort of tranquility,
but the hope is kind'of bleak.

life is hard,
but the fall is even harder.
not wanting to live my life on guard,
not wanting to carry that boulder.

loss of control, 
in my own ability to self regulate.
habits learnt to protect a persons soul,
learnt to carry to much on my plate.

worried people will think certain things of me,
worried i might seem a certain way.
things that i shouldnt care about worries i should set
free,
wanting to fight this so it doesnt stay.

its a new year,
i want it to be better than the rest.
no more fears,
i dont want to be constantly stressed.

i am enjoying the struggle, 
as i make my way to the top.
trying not to trip as i juggle,-
the balancing act of life that never stops!