theproblem.thesolution;
i don’t wanna care;
no
i wanna be as free as your mind is
you don’t fucking care;
no
because you don’t think of the consequences
those consequences im haunted with
not being able to go past my reflection,
without checking for imperfection
or engorging peacefully,
without damning myself constantly
constantly.
keep on thinking,
ways upon ways to perfect the unperfected
protect the unprotected
and fix what sems to me as broken.
it racks my brain
can’t you see?
im no longer sane
for,i care too much.
i can’t leave things;
to let them happen.
my caring, is controlling
my fears aren’t consoling
just burdening..
yet always leaving me quite aware,
i care.
i care too fucking much.
that’s the problem;
