So many things
So many little things
I wish I could love with reckless abandon.
Find small and meaningless comfort from a moment ill spent.
I blame my morals
but really
I don't want you to know,
I want to be someone you could still like
Look back and think
'yeah, what happen'
So really I have you to blame.
My inability to have a downward spiral
and ruin myself slowly
and live off of desire and comfort.
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