Terrified.
February be good to me.. please.
I’m letting go and choosing me somehow that disrupted your demons, causing you to doubt me and make a fool of me
But truth is jokes on you cause I’m choosing me
Pain and agony, for you..
Happiness and joy, for me
I can admit I lead you on, showed you a side of me I kept from myself..
a side of me that causes me to lose myself
a side of me that cause me to hurt myself
I keep running into the same cycles, same men, same ways, same game
I let go then pick it back up again I guess I’m scared to actually see what the future holds cause the past looks so familiar..
Familiar is hurting me, laughing at me, holding me back
I’m terrified to show the new the old things that haunt me but maybe the new will reveal to me the new things in me
Maybe the new is where my life really begins
We’ll see.. cheers to new beginnings
How many times do I have to start again? I really wanna choose God and move on, I have to find my strength and push through.
