a whirlwind of back and forth
deep regret for not existing like i should
i wonder if all days will be filled like this
crippling thoughts that pick at the brain
wondering if anything i produce will be good enough
enough to coax my ego
and fill the belly of success
enough that i can stop doubting my every move
will it end?
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC
a whirlwind of back and forth
deep regret for not existing like i should
i wonder if all days will be filled like this
crippling thoughts that pick at the brain
wondering if anything i produce will be good enough
enough to coax my ego
and fill the belly of success
enough that i can stop doubting my every move
will it end?
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