It Was Never My Intention To Break

[justaguitarstud]

Trapped.
This is how I feel.
Distressed.
Creative.
Broken.
Stoked.
Done.
And yet...

Barely started.
Not ready for life.
Ill equipped.

A tear falls.
Why am I crying..?
What am I doing..?
Who am I..?

Be real.
Not a fake.
Not a pussy.
Not who I was.
The new me.
The me you want to meet.
The me you want to love.

"I'm only myself when I'm with you, baby."
-Meg and Dia

Whatever.
Fuck you.
I'm out.

Remind me in the morning why I should not get on the internet when I'm in this state of mind.
And body.
And soul.