im ezmee. I have mental Illness and I try and cope. I fail and succeed. that's pretty much my story.
I’m not happy. I don’t know what I’d do if you found out how truly fucked up my head is. I think, no, I know you won’t stay. No one stays, I don’t blame them but sometimes I wish someone would. I’m trying to get better, I’m trying so goddamn hard. I’m not a bad person I swear. I have a huge heart and I care about everything and anything more than I’d like to admit. Give me a chance and you’ll see that I’m not all that bad. I promise.
So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide
If you want me,
You need to show me.
If I push you away,
please just push back,
and declare me as your own.
Because I’ve spent my whole life being unwanted,
And I need to be shown that I’m wanted.
So show me I don’t need to be.
And I will be yours.