Change is a strong feeling

Being pushed, pulled,
from every direction.

That constant force, it's deforming me.

Changing me.

I don't know what's right, what's true,
why things are the way they are.

All I know is the world is changing me.

I'm not sure if that's okay,
it doesn't feel okay.

That constant force, it's deforming me.

Whilst in the process of discovering myself,
I'm trying to figure out,
what's right, what's true,
but around me and within is...
Chaos.

Not being accepted for who I am,
maybe because I myself don't know who I truly am.

That constant force, it's deforming me.

I'm falling, 
and I need to go back to the beginning,
to a time where even though things didn't make sense,
they were true.

I'll find me, 
so I hope.