I am ashamed At how broken i am. I apologize For the amount of stress I may cause in the midst of your Efforts of trying to keep me held together. I apologize that i continue to fall apart Before your glue has time to dry. I apologize That every time you pick a piece of me up, Yet another breaks. I am trying. You are fixing me slower than i am breaking, And i am ashamed. Thank you. Thank you for not giving up On a broken piece of nothing.
I've won, Flown over the gates, But still not out of the city, I've won, I'm far from home, But I'm not alone, I've won, Skies are bright, But I'm still fighting in rain, I've won, But I've still got battles to fight.
. . B r e a k i n g s e n s e s . . . N o n s e n s e v e r s e s . . . . S u r r o u n d i n g l i f e . . . . C h a n g i n g c l o t h e s . . . . . F a k i n g m y s e l f . . . . . T a k i n g c o n t r o l . . . . . w i n n i n g
I'm fine, I'm just not fine at all. I'm happy, I just can't feel it. How weird my emotions are, messy and unapologetic. Maybe that's the beauty of my soul. It shines like anything, but is dark as coal.
Introversion is not a disease, Please don't pity me when you find me sitting on my own. Believe me when I say i'm happy on my own, I appreciate your company but I love more time with me. I've spent less time with myself and I realised it did me no good. Do not feel bad for me, Introversion is not a disease..