I'm not afraid just a little lost
Tuesday November the seventh.
Feels like things are up in the air. Nothing is at it seems either in my mind or in everyday life. It's as if someone came and scrambled the canvas and now we're trying to set the paint right but obviously can't. Can't separate color once it's set.
In the mean time, I seem to be losing my own personal sense of self. Always wrapped up in my mind and never able to allow things in, or out for that matter. Soon I hope though to repair myself and be able to function again as was meant to be without restrictions or blind eyes.
Uncertainty is a fucking killer though. But like people tell me, just go with the flow like you usually do. You're such a laid back person that just lets everything roll off your back. So do so! Gather up yourself and take it in stride. And stop being so emotionally detached because it only hurts you more than you think. Or want to think.
Things will be limited but mostly all for the best. I just hope I can deal with it all and not let it get to me. And as always, hoping. Wherever you are out there, whether right next to me watching and waiting, or somewhere among the rest of them waiting to be found too.
Feels like things are up in the air. Nothing is at it seems either in my mind or in everyday life. It's as if someone came and scrambled the canvas and now we're trying to set the paint right but obviously can't. Can't separate color once it's set.
In the mean time, I seem to be losing my own personal sense of self. Always wrapped up in my mind and never able to allow things in, or out for that matter. Soon I hope though to repair myself and be able to function again as was meant to be without restrictions or blind eyes.
Uncertainty is a fucking killer though. But like people tell me, just go with the flow like you usually do. You're such a laid back person that just lets everything roll off your back. So do so! Gather up yourself and take it in stride. And stop being so emotionally detached because it only hurts you more than you think. Or want to think.
Things will be limited but mostly all for the best. I just hope I can deal with it all and not let it get to me. And as always, hoping. Wherever you are out there, whether right next to me watching and waiting, or somewhere among the rest of them waiting to be found too.