Sting of an abstract entaglement

What happens when you fight within,
When you have to tell yourself,
In spite of everything, you can still be happy...?


What happens when you compromise,
And feel the pinch of it for the first time,
And tell yourself, it'll be all fine....?


What do you do when you don’t know what’s in store,
And you are so scared,
Things will go wrong.....?

What do you hold on to when you cringe,

At the thought of going against your wishes,

But do it anyway, for someone or something.....?

How is it when your beliefs are questioned,
When you least want it, least expect it,
And you feel shaken by the sea of thoughts sparked on inside....?


What’s it like to feel just-not-understood,
By someone you thought will always understand you,
And be left to ponder why....?


How does it feel when you are told you overreact,
To something you felt really strongly about,
And you don’t know how to explain how it feels...?


What happens when you try to find fault in yourself,
Because you don't understand the “why's” of things that happen,
And yet cannot make sense of the puzzle?

How do you take it when you think you don’t know,

Whether YOU understood other people in your life,

And having these doubts kills you inside, because you know you always tried........?

This haze clouds you,
Making you feel distant and disconnected,
You try to be fine, but something comes in between,
And you feel.... So perturbed....
You know you try, but it doesn’t seem to work,
You know you give your best, but it still, somehow, is just not enough,
You spend too much time thinking, reflecting, trying to settle inside,
Although in vain.....



What happens then? ......