Is it hope or is it curiosity?
Is it longing or is it boredom?
Is it me or is it you?
Is it space or is it a void?
Your version of success is supposed to be something new and unique to you Stop being so judgmental You’re here
When you know what you’re supposed to do, don’t do it anyway, and then are forced to do it in a more extreme way
Maybe this time it’s different I mean I really think you like me