Reorganized Schedules

[endsofbread]

I feel like there's a lot I've already given up for you.
My sanity is one of them.

And I feel like I owe you more. I want to give you more.
And my heart hurts. Each day passes. It doesn't seem real.

I am so mad at you. I am so frustrated.

I wish time would stand still, but it always goes by so quickly.
I get angry, I become apathetic.
I'm stabbing my urges in the heart.

And so... I'll be mad for a while. I don't even want to think about it.
Even still, I know my happiness is gradually increasing.
That makes me angry too.