There is always the fear you will fail or there’s always the fear you aren’t good enough. Scared by countless possibilities, anything could happen and you spend your days worrying about the one thing that could go wrong in a day a hundred other things are going right. Like a final destination movie, you paranoia is bound to have you tied to a barrel sinking deep.
I don’t know how to escape, I can’t run away from my mind. I can’t run away from who I am. And I can’t live with who I am. What are my choices? Suck it up in a world that keeps draining the life out of you, or give in and accept that this is how it always will be. Or for once stop ranting about your goddamn irrational issues and do something about it.
She Was Sea 