i thought i've always wanted this. now ive got it, maybe i realize it was better the way before. the sadness of something which is now nothing. if its a drag ill let it go. ill let this go. & get back on my life.
& u look up at the sky & wonder, why lord let this happen when u know its gonna end like this. why even start? well, at least it answers my questions, at least i tried i know i wont regret
simply put: its too much work.
predictable in understanding is prob a lot easier.
I m just myself tryin to find me.

i wanna puke. this time its the premonition of the end.