Little by little, out of the ground. Out of the ground now, dear. And you see no matter how I feel waist deep every time you doubt me that I start doubting my self again, I'll still try to crawl my way out because I'm not chicken shit anymore who's too afraid to disappoint. A wise man who's not really wise told me that disappointing myself is far more shameful. No matter how you see me, I know myself more. Call me names, bury me deep, I'm gonna find a way. I am getting closer and what once felt impossible is more tangible now. So it's pretty stupid to just lay on dirt.
This is a transition. I am a transition.
i waiting so long for you to come back. holy shit.
ReplyDeleteoh well, that came out quite vulgar. what i wanted to say is that i missed you up on here. a lot. might be a bit turned off, but that's it.
DeleteThat's alright, love. It's always good to know that someone wants me back.
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