Swallow

I don’t feel the same anymore, I want to revert to my old ways of misguided confusion, I was just a kid back then and I didn’t’ know what I was doing.

I’m sinking slowly, I think need someone to trust now. I don’t want to be a locked box that doesn’t open up anymore, and I don’t need that mental breakdown, that is expected, because I’m even more pieces of paper, than I was already, thrown on the floor, and I need someone to help me glue all the pieces back together…