Feels like I'm going through this alone all the time.
I know what I want, what I need, who doesn't?
But how do I get it? Where do I look?
They never taught me the how to tell someone you're interested.
Or how to tell someone is interested in you.
It's hard to breathe. Why is it all such a mystery?
What's wrong with me? Am I broken? Are these thoughts evil?
Used to think this was anxiety. This is different, calmer, less nervous, more emotionally demanding. Makes you think in circles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is many an intertwined circle... we experience things and think we have moved on only to find them return with a new hat on..... Your not broken my friend just changing hats.... Alison