Jul 2017
It's been a few since I put the pen to the paper
It's been a few since I tipped my head back
And sighed a stanza
It's been a few, but I still know
While I've been trying to make that 15 year old version of me
Happy
I haven't learned a ******* thing
It's been a few since I tipped my head back
And sighed a stanza
It's been a few, but I still know
While I've been trying to make that 15 year old version of me
Happy
I haven't learned a ******* thing
In other words - this place was my refuge when I was feeling sad-boii sad, stupidly sad. And I feel that way now. Some days I get so excited, other days I feel so dauntingly overwhelmed by the weights of my depression. I feel impossibly older, yet somehow still so young.
July, 2017
July, 2017
