unfinished, unsaid, but I’m definitely done
So much more than I can carry, I keep dragging around what’s bringing me down. Why is everything so heavy?
“Say hello to the girl that I am! You’re gonna have to see through my perspective.”
jumbled thoughts that make no sense and yet i still have the sense to ramble with them i don’t know…
i don’t really wanna be me anymore. i have such a great life, i flew to new york for the…
Random spurt of words in my brain that I decided to share.
Started from the bottom, climbing tiers
“I can see my life passing me by. Was it all too much, or just not enough?”