"there's a shadow on your mirror and a lock on your door."
sometimes when i just want to sit back and reflect, i find something pushing my own self away. like its a topic that i wouldn't touch with the proverbial ten foot pole.
childhood dreams. ambitions so impossible, that up till today i wonder sugar high was considered a deadly weapon. memories so raw, yet another thing i can't sift through and get over.
is it very selfish of me to ask to just forget?
what we could have been, 4:53 pm.