And She's Back.

I keep hoping that it's all a dream.

I want to wake up in the morning and not even have memory of your face. 

I don't believe that time is ever wasted, but I do think that people take it. 

I can't have feelings. 

I can't be free. 

No one wants that from me. 

But I don't care what everyone wants. 

I care about me. 

I've learned some. 

Mostly that I don't give a fuck.

People will come in with their opinions. 

And they'll leave when they aren't happy. 

I'm almost used to it now. 

Yeah it sucks, but I don't want any favors.

I want what's real.