A RAY OF HOPE

In my head, there are a million thoughts running through
A million Ideas, a billion words, All cramping my head.
None of it which is able to come out
Because of the pressure of "achieving success",
I'm 22 and apparently, 22 is already "too late" and "too old"
All the pressure gets to you at one point
Where it all explodes all over your body, it's juices spreading like a virus
And you have no clue what to do or how to move forward.
You're stuck between four walls, closing into you,
And even if you want to scream, well try but you just can't.
The beauty of it is even if you have a billion people around you,
A thousand Friends,50 close friends and 3 best friends and even a boyfriend
You go through it all alone.

You'll eventually find your way out, well I'm hoping.
But until then hold on tight.
Love yourself, and do what makes you happy.
There's always light at the end of the tunnel.