Hi, Is There Someone To Talk To? Poem by OJO Peter

Hey, is there someone I can talk to,
Someone to understand my point of view,
A misfit in a world that's moving too fast,
A world that seems to never give me a chance to last.

No pause button to take a breath,
No rewind to fix my wrongs and forget,
Constant pressure to fit into society's mold,
The weight of family expectations, it's getting old.

I feel like I'm drowning in this endless sea,
With emotions bottled up inside of me,
It's killing me slowly, I need to be heard,
But no one's listening, and that's the worst.

I need someone to hold my hand,
To guide me through this sinking sand,
To listen to my fears and my doubts,
To help me figure my way out.

So, hey, is there someone I can talk to?
Someone to help me see this life anew,
To remind me that I'm not alone,
That there's always a way to make a home.