This is me

I Overthink, overlove, overcare,
and I'm too scared,
As the future is near,
And I'm not good with letting go,
Why? I don't fkin know,
My emotions all over the place,
And i try to keep it all in a case,
Little red case that people call heart,
a heart that's falling apart,
I worry a lot about things that don't matter alot,
I hope a lot and that don't always work out,
But why can't I accept it?
That things don't always go how you planned it to,
That things end even if you don't want it to,
That people leave, right when you need them the most,
And that does feel like   but that's just how life  is.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Priyan Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 7:34 PM
Things don't end, they just begin
Coco Avatar
December 24, 2023 at 8:04 PM
That's a way a to look at things yeh
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