Stuck

I’m stuck
In the middle of two places
The more I try to think about it
My mind just overwhelms me

Then I’m stuck
In the middle of two places
I thought I understood myself
But I stray farther from that everyday, everyday

My feelings confuse me
I don’t think I could foresee
Another split in my identity
Can I really accept this reality?

Maybe I suppressed it
And bottled it up
Is it time for me to tell them all
And finally grow up

I’m stuck
In the middle of two places
I know others are okay with this
But I’m still grappling with feeling

Oh so stuck
In the middle of two places
It should be easy to admit
But I just don’t feel like I quite fit

Am I enough?
Am I enough?
I don’t know
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
I don’t know, I don’t know if I’m enough

But if I’m enough
Would I be happier with who I am?
But then again
What’s enough to them?

I find myself
Laying awake at night
With hypotheticals
Erasing feelings of being alright

Maybe it’s okay
That I can’t quite label it
I’m sure I’m not alone
In the fact I can’t admit

That I’m stuck
In the middle of two places
But that’s fine, I guess it’s fine
Cause maybe one day I’ll be-

Okay
In the middle of two places
Just like others I’ll accept
That I don’t need to be perfectly whole

But that’s okay
That that’s okay
That I'm okay in the middle of two places