I'm still scared. Afraid of failing anticipating but I do it before the wings begin to break.
Runaway so I can hide. Runaway I've messed up, feeling nothing. I'm dead inside. Runaway. Why don't I
care? Waste my time. Commiserating, self medicating it's my design although I know you don't approve
The truth is that i need its ok showing how I feel keeping my shame when there's something to conceal ??
in my memories I cant ?? all my insecurities.
Why should you care?
