Bad Year honesty

I love too many objects and get attached to other people too quick
Honestly I can't confront any of my own issues head on
I can't run away forever
I'm falling apart trying to hold it all together
Maybe if I keep saying that I am a good person I'll finally believe it someday
Maybe If I keep saying that I am happy I'll finally believe it someday
lately I've been angry, I've been not me. I've been staying up too late.
I'm tired of ignoring all my problems until they go away
[ I need to just go to sleep and pray
that tomorrow I can stand on my own two feet]
[self doubt got the best of me i guess.
ill never bet on my honesty again]