after 24 long years

[i_am_the_end]

i feel like my eyes have been opened
i dont know what finally did it
might have been the patience finally shown
might have just finally grown up a little bit
but ive realized i need to let go
i need to live
and i need to stop trying to see everything going on all the time
and assuming the worst out of every situation
i guess i need to have a little bit of faith
that maybe this feeling is not conditioning and maybe its paranoia
im so focused on things being what i in-vision them in my mind that i push them in that direction
im learning to let go
im learning to just be happy
and let every little piece of the messes i make for myself fall around me as they will