MisstakenI.D. (misstakenid) wrote, @ 2005-11-14 00:38:00

Broken
I can't sleep. My past and present are haunting me. I want to tell everything, get it all out, but I don't trust. My insecurities, my pain...it's a viscious cycle. I don't love cause I don't love myself. My life has been un unattainable struggle toward perfection. I will never reach it cause you can't reach perfection. Nothing is perfect.

You can repair what is broken, but the cracks are always there.