I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist. Like it doesn't exist. I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
my mistake was thinking that you could fix me. only i can fix me. yet, i allow the failure to define me. i know it's only short term. the feeling won't last forever. but it will haunt me, and force me to bite my lip trying to keep the tears from falling. you're not worth my tears. no one is worth my tears.
no matter how perfect it may seem from the outside, tidy and cleaned up and packaged nicely with a ribbon tied in a bow to top it off--you have to unwrap it in order to see what's really inside. the packaging is pretty. the contents is what counts.
those moments when everything you strived for seem to have been for nothing can be earth shattering. they will slam you down and you'll sink further and further into the ground struggling to crawl your way up. until you lose the fight. and that moment, that hour, that day, you've lost.
but get back up. its up to you to win the next round. you can lose a battle. more than one. just commit to not losing the war.
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