Sometimes it feels like I'm faded and other times it's not even me. When did my heart get so rough around the edges? How am I still so incomplete? Unfinished and so unstable. So willing but so unable. I wrack my brain for common sense but it eludes me. I'm so aware but still can't tell you what I'm feeling. I try to talk myself into pulling it together, but I'm just not there. I'm paralyzed and aware.
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