I'm a tad bit fickleI'll pretend it's part of my charmMy mood is unpredictableTomorrow I'll probably care lessOr my world will slip awayEither way... I'm fine todayI'm actually more than okayLighterOkay, okay - there's a pep in my stepI don't need a reason whyI'll obsess over the next thingThat's just my method you seeAll my effort and attention focusedIt hurts less this wayI even convince myself you seeI can't reveal any breakdownsWon't let you see meI need a new projectHmm... definitely not a new lover.HA!I just might break his heartRevert back to the old meKeep him hanging by a threadBut there's no more rush in that powerIt's just plain meanNo I'll just keep skipping todayAnd see where I end upWho knows if I want to be there tomorrowOr tonight even
I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way