Oh come on sweetie, give it a try.
What if you like yourself more in the end?
This is a risk, one I think about too much. Most all of my thoughts surround this certain subject. I'm not going to take the risk.
For I have dug around the risk a while now.
I am just good enough.
Think of the past, see my differences and take a look at the similarities.
I have returned to my old self.
I am just good enough.
Emotions have returned. Came back with a bang. Now I only wish I could shut up the tears when they become unbearable. I once was numbed.
You now ask, "Why have you been so moody, why so sad"
I have no idea.
Because if that "big" issue is pretty much solved why are other things worse?
You wonder.
You believe more just needs to be added. Or even taken away.
I CHALLENGE YOU.
Words I now will forever dislike.
Probably
