My life cannot settle. It constantly moves up and down and around and it brings me high and dips me low. I lose what I'm doing and I think I find my way. Then I fall right back down. I want to be happy but I keep getting knocked down. Again. Again. Again. Nothing goes right. Then everything works out. It all falls apart and then rises from the ashes. No news doesn't mean good news.
I love you.
I hate you.
Will it ever stop?
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