I’m Trying My Best

Some days

I wake up already exhausted

Like I spent the whole night

Fighting battles

I don’t remember choosing

My chest feels tight

Before I even breathe

I stare at the ceiling and wonder

How many more mornings

I can drag myself through

I keep moving anyway

Not because I’m brave

Because stopping scares me more

Because if I sit still too long

The thoughts get loud

And start chewing on the soft parts of me

People say you’re doing great

And I nod like I believe them

But inside I’m holding everything together

With shaking hands and stubbornness

I’m tired of pretending I’m fine

I’m tired of pretending

But pretending works

I’m trying my best

Even when my best looks like

Getting out of bed at noon

Or answering one message

Or not crying in public

Even when my best is just

Not giving up today

I don’t need applause

I don’t need advice

I just need a moment

Where the world stops demanding

More than I have

Until then

I’ll keep going

Messy

Uneven

Honest

Because even on the days

I feel like I’m falling apart

I’m still here

And that has to count for something