I try to be happy as to not bring people down that I'm around, but there is no middle ground. I try to settle down as to not annoy those people that I'm around, but there is no middle ground. Too much, too little, too happy, too sad, too good, too bad. Tell me what you want and I'll do my best but sorry to inform you that the middle is somewhere I just dont rest. I don't mean to be awkward, I dont choose to be this way. If I'm being honest I'm not always sure I really choose to stay. There's parts of me that are a cover, so people won't discover the ugly inside. The parts of me that sometimes make me want to hide. And other times make me want to die. The middle is somewhere iv rarely ever known, not a place I can call home. The tranquility of just being ok is not a sentence I'm honored to say.