Hello Doctor, long time to see
I've come back as sick as can be
Though not as worse as once before
I somewhat regret walking out that door
Things have changed like you wouldn't believe
I know I look excited, but looks decieve
I have new things to share, new things to tell
If I believed so, I'd surely be going to hell
My mind is riddled with complications and hate
For myself, my mind, and my fate
This look is unsatisfying and sick
I'm thinking of ridding myself of it, and quick
Doctor, don't worry, there is more to say
I have a new reason to get up and seize the day
The past still follows though, I can't feel good enough for him
I hate the way I look
I'm a fucking mess
I hate how I smile
I'm so full of stress
I'm regretting too much
I just cant take it back
I'm dwelling in the past
Self-Esteem is what I lack
I'm losing sleep
I can't take all these fears
These thought won't end
I'm tired of these tears
Could I be a fake?
I haven't questioned this before
I must get my act straight
I don't want to be a whore
Mood swings all around
I can't keep my head on straight
I wish I could say this better
I wish I didn't feel like bait
I must get assertive
But what is it that I'm looking for
I'm trapped and closed
Just looking for an open door
I don't need a
Current Residence: home Favourite genre of music: The good shit. Favourite photographer: HONEYandSALIVA. Skin of choice: YOU ONLY LOVE ME FOR MY SKIN! Personal Quote: Sometimes you gotta do some bad, to get yourself right.
I have lately been thinking about quitting DA for a while. I need new shit that I'm actually really proud of. When that time comes, I'll get a new DA and put everything on there. It's about that time in my life where I have to appear professional if I want to be taken seriously about this.
I don't know.
This is just a thought I guess. If you don't see anymore shit on here for a while, you'll know what up.