Scribble

Wondering how your life would be if you did not mess up

It is the epitome of my heart and what I can give

Scrapping pain ache at my veins but I dont stop

Not enough time to even feel like I live

Questioning if you even deserve being loved

It is the screeching screaming that you always hear

Looking down knowing you cant give your feelings a shove

But I am insane and that's okay because WE are