I can’t stop.
I won’t stop.
The thoughts keep coming,
keep pouring into my head.
I wish I could forget,
and move on forever
and ever more:
to be everlastingly happy.
But I can’t.
They keep coming.
They won’t stop.
They can’t stop.
They keep coming,
keep pouring into my head.
The stress is not worth my time,
my energy.
They make me negative.
They make my world cold.
I am doubtful of myself,
and these thoughts remind me.
They can’t stop.
They won’t stop.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC
I can’t stop.
I won’t stop.
The thoughts keep coming,
keep pouring into my head.
I wish I could forget,
and move on forever
and ever more:
to be everlastingly happy.
But I can’t.
They keep coming.
They won’t stop.
They can’t stop.
They keep coming,
keep pouring into my head.
The stress is not worth my time,
my energy.
They make me negative.
They make my world cold.
I am doubtful of myself,
and these thoughts remind me.
They can’t stop.
They won’t stop.
