Dear Younger Me
Growing up brings some drastic change
makes it hard to breathe like a cracked rib cage
life becomes filled with lasting pains
everything seems vague at this stage
people become complex not even Patrick Jane
can read them
you think growing up means more freedom
but it’s quite the opposite
more responsibilities and it’s pretty hard to get
rid of old habits and passed old vision of things
problems pile up and you’re given no time to think
You're probably having problems with bae
just hit pause for some days, take a little break
ignore the "I should've's/she should've's" games
just try to work it out no matter whose fault it is
better days are yet to come, just be optimistic
Don't do anything stupid, please wait
just wait, you've waited enough
it's so close, please don't give up
I know how you feel, it's too much
you probably think this is nonsense
but it's going to be fine, I promise
11/1/2015
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