Wondering

Roses are red ,at least some of them are.
Violets are blue, I guess all are ,
I don't really know.

 Some people live carefree lives, get to do any dam thing they want.

 Others seem to constantly struggle just trying to get by,  just trying to fit in, It's a constant struggle.

 Sometimes I wonder what it would be like not struggle.

To live life as you want, to know friendships that are sincere.

 To be valued for who you are and
 appreciated for what you can do.
To be able to stand on your own.

I don't know,  sometimes all the wondering is so exhausting,
Sometimes the sadness overwhelming,
Sometimes the fears of life seem like a cloud of darkness, you just hope and pray for the sunlight.