I got love on the brain and I think I need to be detained because it's driving me insane.

I was born this way with a heart so wide and it wants to love the world instead of see it die.

And behind those eyes are so full of light I see a beautiful disaster waiting insight.

Deja Vu I say I've done this before and it never ends good I don't realize until I'm at my all-time low how foolish i actually was so I'm going to skip a couple chapters and go straight to the good part and avoid that beautiful disaster. Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale