I'm falling apart.
I know there’s wisdom in giving up but I can’t seem to cut off the frequency.
And I can’t even ask a question without knowing the answer inherently.
Like “If I wore it on my sleeve would it be easier to find me?” (yup).
What I’d rather not become is what it takes to remind me.
‘Cause I'm so heavily into being, it weighs nothing it weighs everything.
These are the tools I hold to navigate an endless world.