im broke but im happy

im sane but im overwhelmed

im lost but im hopeful

i feel drunk but im sober

im young and im underpaid

i care but im restless

im here but im really gone

im wrong and im sorry baby

and what it all comes down to
is that i havent got it all figured out just yet

im green but im wise

im sad but im laughing

im brave but im chickenshit

and what it all boils down to
is that no ones really got it figured out just yet

iv got one hand in my pocket
and the other one moving on

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theres good shit and bad shit.
the bad shit is harder to get past, and sometimes it makes you want to just shut yourself off for a while.

i wont be around here too much. this was fun while it lasted.

goodbye.

gotto go.

buh-bye.

naya zindagee

its time to pick up and move.
dust myself off.
clean the slate.
renew. restart. reboot.
slow, staggering baby steps.
lots of prayers.
a lot more will power.
a wide open mind.

blah blah..

basically, its a new beginning in an all new scene.
ive moved on and while it feels like its something im getting used to doing (chucking and moving) every single time is new. every single time is different. and every single time comes with its own advantages and disadvantages.

ready, set, go.

new found obsessions..