Sometimes the universe sends me things
Well, Facebook does, but they feel related
There is no old you to get back to, only the new you to nurture and create
I know I was a way
I was a lot of ways
How the desperate be people
And that was not the way to be
It’s very difficult to think of others when the ringing in your ears say it’s an emergency all the time
Difficult but I’ve gotten better at it
It’s just that I have nothing to show for it
I don’t know how far I’ve come
But I know that I’m not going back and two steps forward one step back is one step closer
Is it not?
And it’s never just me that makes choices to do the wrong thing
Not in a shifting the blame way, in a mutual
We both done fucked up once kind of way
As we do
Because if I’m as human as everyone then we’re all just broken fools
Can’t faults be shared?
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