I am tired of obsessions. Obsessions in this recession is the only way I have been living for a while.
And I am tired of it. Overrated. I need cold turkey.
It has been consuming me. Coming before everything else. And it doesn't make me feel any better. It only makes me feel worse when this obsession is not available. This obsession with recession and the lessons I try to learn.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying my obsession. But lately it's consuming me. And I am not yet ready to be consumed.
I have a disgust for school and work. Because I am always so dissatisfied lately. I have been here before and I remember... I certainly remember my dissatisfaction.
I don't want to rely on my obsession, for obsession you have let me down too many times before. I don't need another notch. Not quite yet obsession.
I am sorry to all those who I have hurt in the past with my obsessions and dissatisfactions and neglectfulness. I am truly sorry.
Breaking free is where I need to be. Like who is me? I keep forgetting. And I find the answer for a short while and it escapes me in an instance. I am always hoping I am not making the biggest mistake of my life.
If so, I will learn from it. Because I am ready to learn again. Write on my brain please, give me the right keys.
Sorrry that there are rhymes in there . But they are for all you punk ass bitches that need some rhythm. Half of this is obsession. The other half is me. Next time... it is all me. (or at least what i want YOU to think is me)
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