do you love me?
can you love mine?"
i feel like if people knew the tattered, dark corners of my mind,
they wouldn't like me as much.
they wouldn't approve of the things i've done.
they wouldn't approve of the things i haven't done.
indecisive is my middle name--
and day in and day out i feel more disappointing.
i disappoint everyone i'm around and more importantly, myself.
which way is up?