crazy are the words, that stumble off your lips.
question everything you do,
but dont doubt it.
I’m only going to live once,
but if I do things right,
that should be enough.
To conceal one’s own feelings from others can be a difficult task,
but it is dangerously easy to conceal them from one’s self.
It is the things that are beyond my control,
That define who I am.
i got lost in my head today. can a new year actuailly being a new life? and new way of living and being, a better, more structured plot i run through? or is it all jsut gunna come back and smack my in the fucking face, and drag me back to the self realization that i am a failure that i am worthless and that i have no self controll. just kill me now. before this nightmare does.