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Emotional Illusion


I am entirely devoted to maintaining my sanity,
My body and soul is suffering from sever exhaustion.
Teenage hormones amplifies conflict severity to what its not, 
I am told my life isn't bad, others are worse, so what?
Are all my feelings just an illusion, just a misconception? 
Do all my experiences amount merely to a web of lies,
One in which I am the helpless fly caught on a thread,
Continuously struggling and pulling, only to further constrict,
While in actuality all I had to do was wake up from my dream.

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