I think there are always a few things I undermine about past me.
Too busy looking at her naivete, yet there are still things I can go back to her on.. if I allow myself

People come out of their graves to delete their browser history
I will come out to delete my notes app

They keep telling me "turn over a new leaf"
The turned over leaf shall do me no good
I need to turn over the soil it came from

They say "its bursts your bubble" when you get disappointed
I'm afraid they got that one wrong
My bubble only gets bigger
The world slowly fades away behinds its hue

I dont like idioms
This is my attempt at making them bearable

They say "face the music" when accepting consequences
Yet the music is where I escape

"Evolve or die"

Rattle your chains if you love being free

True friends stab you in the front

" I can see my future, but it's like the low, smudged hills on the horizon—smeared and blurred by uncertainties and a lack of firm purpose. I don't have any desire to rush towards it, really. I don't even have the desire to move in any direction. “Don’t be the flag; be the wind.” Man, can I just be the pole? "

I'm afraid I can only communicate with you through pen and paper
You see, thats the only time I can bring out my being

"I've never been good at peopling
Never really know what to say"

WARNING❗
Some dark words up ahead

Erased erased erased erased erased erased
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And it shall remain in the dark, I'm afraid
Some thing should be taken to the grave

Don't make the new year a big deal
Its not like we felt this last one
Where was I in 2024?

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