Confusion

It seems like, When I Think, I hurt. But that hurt, isn't pain. This hurt, is the struggle, The struggle is gain. Persistently chasing the lessons of life Doing what's wrong Questioning whats right Who's left when nothing's up? Who's down to be nice? Genuinely Who will be different, and stand out of a crowd? I listen to the mirror, I swear he says "I Will" Out loud I say it proud, Because I was brought up in a family That damaged me Sanity Gone Calamity Long Be that as it may, I plan to be calm RELAX