Chasing fireflies, elusive dreams
This pre-life crisis is killing me
Beautiful tragedy who I was, wasn't me
You make it easier to be
Easier to be me
It's hard to believe
You make it easy
We speak in silence
Words can't break
It feels like we are
Falling awake in a place
In a time of our own
Fell at the world
Fell from my feet
Gave up on myself
You didn't give up on me
Let myself go
You were still there
Like coming home
Coming up for air
And at this point in my life, I feel that no other song is any more apt than this.
I could just read the lyrics and just cry, while watching my life burst into flames.
I no longer have any confidence in my life or myself for the next 2 years.
While I wallow in self-pity, I have to also be really focused in managing myself.
I maybe exaggerating, but I doubt so.
It might be my menses that's coming. but it is also the hard truth.
Reality's such a bitch.
I wish my life was as smooth sailing as in Sims.
