all you know about me is what I've sold you, dumb fuck. I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

hey, you know.
i think it comes with the grounds,
but sometimes that shit really gets to me.
sometimes i wish it were different.

i miss having a steady ground.
with everything.
i remember back in the days when,
i thought i knew who i was.
i was still just as unsure about were i was going with my life,
but i miss having everything else in place.
i'm always moving.
or everyone else is,
when i just want to stay.
i've been questioning more and more lately.
i think it's time to change a few things up.