I’ve stopped being excited About anyone about people. I’ve learned the truth about how things work.
I’ve learned how painful it is to carry these illusions -all shattered in their shards cutting me with every step i take
From my pockets, jagged edges of ‘it’s not meant to be’nothing is meant to be for me
Anything beautiful and loved belongs no where to me
And social anxiety is just being scared cuz i know that i’ll break it all