Its a weak day. I rather don't want to continue on or do anything.
Fortunately, I don't know how to do anything else or unbottle my feelings. I don't trust anyone enough to see that side of me.
Easier to trust none and be free of disappointment and them inevitably leaving you
I think there was help enough. Less said, the better.
In fairness, I deserved it, I shouldn’t have expected more. Or wanted more.
On me overall.
Easier to re-realize you’re an unlikable waste of space.
Flew too close to the sun
Wanting more than I could have
The melting wax, the flexing wings
Taking the plunge back where I belong
Expect nothing
Ruin everything
You peice of shit