U might find me now but maybe I won’t be there later
All my life all I have learnt is to runaway from my past or problems
I fear
I always dissapear like a today or a present moment
I dont even know what I’m gonna do I might cut all of y’all asses or I might just runaway into a new direction searching for new life
I don’t know why
We are talking fine but suddenly u won’t find me
That shit gets to confusing
Why
But that’s me the all the fucked up and messed of part of me I’ve created through all the traumas and experiences in my life
Yet I know all
And I do nothing at all
