"too young to feel this old" and "SMALL" in comments

I’m only twelve, but some days I feel
Like the world’s too big and I’m too small to heal.
People say “you’re just a kid, it’ll be okay,”
But they don’t see the storms I’m fighting every day.
I laugh with friends so they don’t see
The heavy things that follow me.
I try to breathe, I try to cope,
Holding tight to tiny hope.
I’m too young to feel this old,
Carrying stories never told.
Trying hard to stay in control
When everything feels heavy on my soul.
But I’m still here, still holding on,
Even when the nights feel long.
I’m too young to feel this old…
But I’m stronger than I know.
My mind gets loud, and it’s hard to rest,
Like a thousand worries living in my chest.
Sometimes I cry and don’t know why,
Sometimes I’m scared to even try.
And all the things I want to say
Get trapped inside and fade away.
But I keep searching for the light
That helps me make it through the night.
I’m too young to feel this old,
Carrying stories never told.
Trying hard to stay in control
When everything feels heavy on my soul.
But I’m still here, still holding on,
Even when the nights feel long.
I’m too young to feel this old…
But I’m stronger than I know.
Maybe healing starts so small,
Like asking for help or making a call.
Maybe it’s okay to cry sometimes—
No mountain’s climbed in perfect lines.
I’m too young to feel this old,
But I won’t let my heart grow cold.
Step by step, I’ll take it slow,
Learning things I’ve yet to know.
I’m still here, still holding on,
Even when the nights feel long.
I’m too young to feel this old…
But I’m stronger than I know.

(ADDING "SMALL" IN COMMENTS AS WELL)

I’m only twelve, but some days
I feel like I’m fading away.
Everyone thinks I’m doing fine,
But they don’t hear the thoughts in my mind.
I try to smile so they don’t see
How heavy everything feels to me.
I wish I knew the words to say,
I wish these feelings would go away.
I feel small…
Like I don’t matter at all.
And I’m trying, I swear,
But some days it’s just too hard to care.
I’m only twelve, but it hurts so much,
And I wish someone knew
I need a softer touch.
I lie awake most every night,
Too scared to turn off the light.
My chest feels tight, my eyes feel sore,
I don’t wanna feel like this anymore.
And when I cry, I hide my face,
I don’t want anyone to think I’m a disgrace.
I’m just a kid with too much pain,
Trying not to break again.
I feel small…
Like I don’t matter at all.
And I’m trying, I swear,
But some days it’s just too hard to care.
I’m only twelve, but it hurts so much,
And I wish someone knew
I need a softer touch.
I don’t need magic to make things right,
Just someone to sit with me through the night.
Someone to say, “It’s okay to cry,”
And hold my hand when the tears won’t dry.
’Cause I feel small…
Like I don’t matter at all.
But maybe, one day, I’ll see
There’s a little bit of strength inside of me.
I’m only twelve and life feels tough,
But maybe, just maybe…
I am enough.

"It's okay to cry"