As Saturday falls into Sunday I don’t want to be celebrated
I want to be appreciated
I’m so anxious,
Millions of cells with a thought for each one
Who am I going to ruin my life over today
And in what way
And then I stop myself
These were my younger years
I don’t expect you to understand me
But I respect that you try
I’ve made a habit of labeling the unimportant as urgent until a revaluation, no! A revelation of relevance relabeled me,
And look I am reborn!
But the cup is now half empty, but I am not sad because there is still a thirst to be quenched and a cup for me.
Then there’s her…
Why are you afraid to be who you really are in front of others
Make sure they love all of you, even your shadow
And I love her back.
I remember all of the things I went without just to be with
Even the stars burn out after so long
Love cycles/Hate cycles
You can live forever if you never existed, god
At the end of every week, every month, every year…
A new one!
Since birth I have been propelled forward from the past, I have been happy, been bitter, been blessed, been loved, been lost, but never better than I am right now to close my eyes and drift from this gift
Wherever you’re going
Have fun and take care