BFF's You, Me, BFF's, right? Correct me, if I'm wrong but didn't we just have a heart to fucking heart I poured my soul out to you and you respond with words of recognition, yet your action, or rather your inaction is noted. You say you care, but maybe not enough. Why is it that every time, I try to talk to you I feel like Sylvia Plath I get more from myself in my bathroom mirror than you it's time for me to move on To get over you, I must find my legs first Suck it

WANT Fillers memories Memoirs of faces Time for change A different template A blank slate It's difficult to paint oneself when you already have someone's sketch I want to run To never look back To be me for once If I only could grasp my identity for a second, maybe I could point myself in the right direction I'm tired of not knowing the difference between what I want and what others want for me -