i’m stuck in the middle of two places the more i try to think about it my mind just overwhelms me
then i’m stuck in the middle of two places i thought i understood myself but i stray farther from that everyday, everyday
my feelings confuse me i don’t think i could foresee another split in my identity can i really accept this reality?
maybe i suppressed it and bottled it up is it time for me to tell them all and finally grow up…
i’m stuck in the middle of two places i know others are okay with this but i’m still grappling with feeling
oh so stuck in the middle of two places it should be easy to admit but i just don’t feel like i quite fit
am i enough? am i enough? i don’t know am i enough? am i enough? i don’t know, i don’t know if i’m enough
but if i’m enough would i be happier with who i am? but then again, what’s enough to them?
[bridge]
i find myself laying awake at night with hypotheticals erasing feelings of being alright
maybe it’s okay that i can’t quite label it i’m sure i’m not alone in the fact i can’t admit
that i’m stuck in the middle of two places but that’s fine, i guess it’s fine cause maybe one day i’ll be-
-okay in the middle of two places just like others i’ll accept that i don’t need to be perfectly whole.
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