I'm a people pleaser all the time, unable to make up my mind I'm a different person every time On days when I feel wrong I never know where I belong I know I should put myself first But deep inside, it hurts People seek their diagnosis But I didn't even have to try I didn't even try to lie I was diagnosed very early in childhood but I wasn't a fussy teenage boy I was an anxious little girl. You never know how far the world will go to make you prove yourself Feeling like no one cares Atleast that's what I felt. No matter how much damage they dealt Nobody seemed to try help I said no this time No to their questions No to their demands No to their comments Because I choose myself Not anybody else My self. There is no "we" in I And There is no "we" In goodbye This time only my arms are by my side So please, Secure your own oxygen mask before helping others. πππππππππππππππππππhii this one's a little messed upπππππππbut i triedππππππ