My Mind is a Mess

I have such pain,

I feel such shame.

It's hard to tell where it begins,

Can't fathom where it ends.

My mind is a mess,

It causes such stress.

Every day is troublesome,

I don't know what is to come.

My life is in shambles,

So much for being hopeful.

If I could just turn it around,

The meaning would be profound.

My life would be easier,

No longer a people-pleaser.

I trust my gut,

To get out of this rut.

To learn how to live,

So that I may thrive,

If not,

Then what's the purpose of life?