I get all these nice comments on my watty account and I just lie here thinking, “Do they really know I’m not as good as they think I am?” I've spent too many days hating myself I find myself used up, growing too old. Trying to wash myself of this sense of regret, this eternal feeling of constantly missing out and to be honest I can barely hold myself up. They say I'm still young, I can do anything. If only they knew the weight on my bones. Enough said.
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