I'm focused in school,
Utilizing every tool,
Yet often taken for a fool.
I'm focused in my home,
Helping out, being in the zone.
Pretending I'm not feeling Alone.
Yet I'm not doing the right things, lone.
I'm focused during church,
When I sin my stomach will just lurch,
yet I feel like God's disappointed in me, An evil seed sown.
I am told I can't be depressed, or even the cry of my baby siblings can't give me Anxiety.
Always I'm falling, unfocused, and tired.
And now, I am the Liar