Yeah I Got Issues
Although you have no idea, I bet you think you do
Someone once gave you a description so you thought you always knew
Or perhaps you were diagnosed and told you had it too
Whatever the case may be and whatever you choose to believe
Don't compare struggles with me. I feel things you don't see
I have not one second free and try so desperately
To work through this debris, leaving each task complete
My battle is my own, it's become my second home
I fight it all alone, while you toss sticks and stones
Does it make you feel more grown, to flaunt the way you've shone
Or do you see me as a dog, undeserving of a bone
At the end of the day, it doesn't really matter
You do what you need to self flatter
But when love and respect are involved
It stings a bit, I must admit
You don't believe in me at all
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