Existential Crisis

I crave consistency in knowing who I always am,
I have so many expectations for what I can,
And they are constantly being crushed,
Over the years, I have hated myself.

I always try to pick myself up from the ground.
I messed up here.
I will leave and start again.
I am chasing to be enough for myself.

Other than being a bunch of words you seem to throw around with ease,
I do not even know how to be kinder on my own.
I want to be still, but,I keep turning around no matter what.
Try to turn myself into someone I wish I was.

I hope the day will come.

To know myself better,

And always enough for who I am.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

That day came a long time ago. We get what seems like a long time to decide... but it's not as long as you think. We do not have as much time as we think and things are far, far more chaotic then we were led to believe. No one will be coming to help you. We all have to define consistency for ourselves. One way or another... no one can escape this. Some cope better than others... some just pretend to be other people for a living the entire time.