Why

What’s your definition of success?
I don’t trust the thoughts that come inside my head
I don’t trust this thing that beats inside my chest
Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect, why?

I push away the people that I love the most, why?
I don’t want no one to know I’m vulnerable, why?
That makes me feel weak and so uncomfortable, why?

I know I like to preach to always be yourself
But my emotions make me feel like I am someone else
Me and pride had made a pact that we don’t need no help
Which feels like I’m at war inside myself but I forgot the shells
I hold my issues up for all to see, like show and tell
A lot of people know me, but not a lot know me well