am i supposed to feel this way? as if i am the last speck of sand in an hourglass? cuz i think there's something wrong with my brain; my therapist told me i'm very self aware but i'm still not sure what to do because i know why i fail and i know how to succeed i've been guided thru and thru lectured and praised and punished and taught yet i still find myself kicking in doors and lying thru my teeth i believe things will get better but i'm not sure i deserve it; there's a lump at the back of my throat, permanently settled
i like obscure animal names... beauty in the unknown maybe, yadda yadda