This place is insane, but not always
I progress everyday to be right back where I was
I love that though
I'd probably do it all over again
That scares me... to death
I fear the future, but continue walking
Does that make me an idiot?
Am I alone on this walk?
Will I find you again?
Tomorrow or next year?
How does hope feel invincible sometimes and no where near others?
Is this a normal life? Is being me okay?
Being scared, is that okay?
Do I ever say f*ck the scales and be myself?
Is any question I ask pointless?
Being a man is easy
Being me is f*cking hard a lot of the time
I pray for perfection for my friends, my family, and myself
I want a fairy tale
I want to be one
I want us to make it
Don't want to give up
Follow love
Guide me Mother
Lead me Father
I feel heavy and always want to carry my weight
I never feel like I do
I don't talk to anyone about who I really am and how I really feel
Welcome to the world
I'm here too