Your heart is really just a muscle that can’t hold the weight of the world.
There’s no work out plan for that one…
there will always be something that is too hard to handle,
something too heavy for us…
maybe that’s why we have legs; to run away.
How’s the universe treating you these days?
Hopefully the stars are aligning nicely…
and hopefully you’re realizing that what you want
and what you need are two different things…
and hopefully you’ll feel okay
with that because that’s how it is.
My thoughts are everywhere while going nowhere at all,
and the space between me and the things that I need
are neither closer nor further than they’ve always been.
I’m running out of ideas and I’m ready to retire my right to free will.
I don’t know what’s best for me,
I just know this can’t be the way it’s meant to be.
What’s the point of living the way I do?
