(no subject)
I feel like tearing my hair out strand by strand.
I don't even know how I manage to put myself out there in any sort of position to try again.
This is going beyond vulnerability and headed straight for the territory of,
yeah, you guessed it, stupidity.
I set myself up for failure
- but is it my failure or yours?
The lines are becoming greyed and blurred.
Was it hope that kept you alive through the years and
Should I even call it living?
Yes.
and No.