I know I'm writing slowly.
I know I am still not working.
I know a lot of things.
I can beat myself up all day.
I know my memory is weird.
Yes I do block things out.
I am afraid I'm attached to him.
I'm annoyed with being stuck in this house.
I know I go places.
I just know it's all in my head.
There's no way to escape my thoughts.
I go to bed at different times.
I know I confuse people.
I know I have a gift.
I know it's going to be a while before I'm complete.
I have God beside me.
I know what I want.
Working hard is when I'll get it.
I itch a lot.
There is a reason for everything.
Pushing myself is what I do best.
I have doubts all the time.
I know things will get better.
I just go with the flow.
