its 2:36am
and a ton of bricks
have fallen on me.
i've fucked up so many times.
i'm tired of having to pick
myself up and trying to fix the pieces.
for every step i take foward
i look back and realized ive
been going in the wrong direction.
its getting late and i should have
already been sleeping.
o well go to bed and worry about
it in the morning right?
sure why not.