Tip 3: I hope sympathy won't be the death of me
damn dude
it hurts cause its true
it hurts cause i cant fix myself
the imperfectness
which is myself as a whole
everything in my life seems like a string of hand-me-downs and I'm wearing the rags of whats left of it
the hand me downs of the casualties
I need a warning label
for those who don't know me
for those who do
and in all for everyone
cause when you meet a person
you cant really know what to expect
its like diving
eyes closed, but you sink
in to the reality that this is life
you move on and forward
or the world forgets about you
because the life you lived hasn't made an impact worth remembering
Sometimes I wonder if my biggest fear is being forgotten because it seems to be my excuse for everything "why does it matter its not like I'm going to be someone important, even if was who do i even want to be important to"
