• khaleesi01 50w


    I have to many issues it's plain to see
    I blame everyone
    Except me
    At least that what everyone thinks
    Inside I know what the issues are
    But I have no energy to fix them
    I'm to attached to these issues
    I've come to love them with all my heart
    They are a part of me
    Getting rid of them would be would be suicide
    Killing parts of myself
    I love my issues
    They are the things that make me know I exist
    Otherwise the world just moves by
    Like a haze
    It pains me to know that one day the issues
    They will be gone
    I will have moved on
    I don't think I will be the same person
    I don't like who I'll become
    I won't be the same.