going to bed. To the point I didn't wanna go to bed.
I think I can't get over it
Or forgive you
For doing what you did
I figure I was wrong
Out of line, a little dramatic
But why the hell not
Control is such a vicious thing, a cycle. And it can't ever end cause we
can never let go. At least that's what I know. Its not your fault. I
don't blame you or anyone. I'm very capable of making my own decisions.
So its me. A part of me. You.
I'm learning to live. Learning to fall? Everyday I just keep learning. I
can't get over it really. Everyday I'm learning one more easy way, or a
tip or advice or something to help me. Do I use it or take the advice,
not all the time. My mind is too cluttered.
Today when I came home from work I was flustered. I just felt out of
place and weird. Matybe cause it was messy, I thought, so I cleaned up.
Laid on the couch and closed my eyes. They twitched so bad. They
wouldn't stay shut. I knew then, I was stressed, or I'm really cluttered
and out of whack. It almost feels like I just need to cry, a good cry,
get some tension out. You know that feeling more than me I'm sure, but
I'm just learning. What makes me go. What makes me mad. What makes me
feel any thing really. I feel like I'm reborn or maybe just cause I'm
growing up. I lost touch and feel like I don't really know me.
Is that crazy?
Does anyone read this?
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1 comment:
I do, now that I know of it.
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