please choose.
the more i love life, the more expectations and goals i set...
which causes more stress, and more worrys
which deffenitally...doesn't make me love life.
i'm running on empty, its a good kind of empty
they say food is fuel, but i dont seem to need that fuel
im content with the changes i'm seeing
i know they will just keep getting better
critisism is my weakness. i will second guess myself, i will believe you,
but it won't change anything
half the things i say you put down, whether your kidding or not, i can never really tell
i get over it.
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