Thursday, 20 February 2014

896 days ago

You ruin every experience.
My mind; tainted by the thought
that if I do something wrong
I'll screw up 
all the progress
we made toward normal. 
I hate living my life
with the fear that something I do
will set you off.
I wish I could force you
to admit your mistakes.
To accept me.
To change.

I can't change you.


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