Friday, 10 March 2017

A vacant lot, my tangled thoughts

Afraid that I'll never get my shit together, fearful that this semester's gonna mess me up again, uneasy because of the way certain people make me feel.

I just want to cower under a rock or something, because my gut's telling me something horrible's gonna happen, and I wouldn't be as resilient as I thought myself to be.

Unmet expectations and disappointments.

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