I wish I could communicate. I wish I was smarter. I wish I knew where I wanted to go with my life. I wish I would stay focused on my goals longer than a week. I wish I could stop disappointing others.

Simply put, I wish I was better at being myself.

Or that I could just be something/someone to start with.

And I hide because there’s more to me than what you see
and I’m not sure you’d like the rest. I know that sometimes,
I don’t like the rest.