or that mess, i was given instead of myself, was it real?
or so pretty much handmade somewhere deeply within.
they say, people come in our life to teach us something.
and maybe all that everlasted temptation taught me one thing.
i wont change, no matter what, i prefer sins over the innocence.
just to prove myself that i can get something if i want to.
just to prove myself that i am years not all to know how to
keep it, once taken. and that i probably will become once
wise to know that i should not go there where i cant yet handle.
because if it doesnt give me pain, it gives me a definite disorder.
sts reassurance in my own ability to make people do what i say.
to choose right?
and you cant hold even the easy roles when you are reassured.
and that many roles, i keep is just.. needs a hell of attention.
but instead i prefer to decay in my affairs, which just dont go.
dont go well, dont end well, dont make me any much wiser too.
all is a great caprise. of wanting that something here and now.
maybe, lonesome.
for my favorite mentor, with no advices and no leashes.
in the end of the day it is just so difficult to be me, night.
i understand those who, completely. and never can blaim.
i would never wanted myself as a partner too.
and still i choose those with the resemblence.
another round is on me, i guess.