Nothing just blows over....Can't just snap back into shape. I miss my hook, I miss my yarn, but it doesn't matter, I can't seem to pick them up and move along.
I remember why I am alone, I am alone because I don't like getting hurt. I keep everything guarded and locked away so as to not get hurt. Too bad it really never works....oh I'm still all locked up and guarded but I still manage to get hurt. Something that should hurt me has hurt me deeper then I expected and I am not sure about recovery any longer, I just don't even care.
Push and push and eventually everyone leaves.........
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