There are so many days.
How do I keep track of
what to feel?
I can feel happy,
but awful.
Beautiful, but those are the days I tend to cry.
and I don't cry beautifully.
There are times I'm an open book,
yet so closed up.
Days I feel full of myself,
but there are more where I wonder,
"who the **** would want me?"
Maybe I should want me.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
There are so many days.
How do I keep track of
what to feel?
I can feel happy,
but awful.
Beautiful, but those are the days I tend to cry.
and I don't cry beautifully.
There are times I'm an open book,
yet so closed up.
Days I feel full of myself,
but there are more where I wonder,
"who the **** would want me?"
Maybe I should want me.
