Sometimes I think
maybe it's all a distraction, at the end of the day.
Maybe all of it is just here cos I need it to be.
I think, sometimes, I put it all here,
I made myself who I am,
just to go back.
Just to have a second chance, just to do it right this time. Because this time, this time I know what to do. Or rather I know what not to do. And I'm not alone. I'm not as alone. I'm less alone.
I don't think that's too crazy of an idea.
I think I think about it too much for there not to be a small scrap of truth to it.
I think I'm that kind of person. Someone who doesn't let go
completely.
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