I always want to be better, but then I feel like the black star will always be there, coaxing me to let it guide me.
I always want to do better, but then I try to do too much and feel like a failure.
I always want to feel better, but then I feel like my body willfully struggles against me.
I always want to act better, but then I get too tired to try any more.
I always feel like I bring it on myself, but why would I choose to do this?
I always want to be me, but I’m never sure that I know who I am.
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