iv been giving up
and feeling  tired
from all this
wadeing into my past for answers

But, Im getting really ******* sick of the why.
And the how.
And I need to feel the now.

been hiding out like a *****
keep your
self out of the equation
lest I spread this plauge
of sadness and shame

I look my self in the face and say
'Do it, or die. These are your options'
Strangely it gives me strength
to ask my self if I really want to die.
And if the answer is no well,
"Buck it the **** up honey and get it done."

I wanna be stronger now
I wanna me meaner now
I wanna be all those girl bands I
tirelessly hunted down

I had dreams and a drive once
I can have them again
just watch me try to stop me