rambling~~

tossed up, caught mid-air, roughly shaken before being thrown onto the ground.
feeling guilty, yet insisting on having things done my way.

searching for words, wishing they were displayed before me so i could just pluck them out from mid-air.

you're asking the wrong person. sorry.
i sense your desperation and i know exactly how you feel. i've been through it before.
but you will live, as i have.

i wish i had the right words to make u feel better, i really do.
i wish i could make things better for you, and you and you.

spread thin.
still selfishly wanting to enjoy her own happiness before drowning in the sorrow of others.

tip me into a mixer and blend well.
make sure there's no more brain left to think with and no more heart left to feel with.

giving too much of me away.
cant i keep some part of me for me?

feeling guilt at wanting happiness when surrounded by grief.

erase this frown.
push the dark clouds away.

sunny grin, im happy again.