Prioritize

I'm not quite sure what it is I want for myself

Or, better yet, out of myself

What kind of person I want to be

Where I want to go

And what if the only thing I want to be is the old me

The old me had things together

She knew where she was going and she was going fast

When I saw him pacing the hall, I felt like screaming

"I feel just the way you look"

Loud, so everyone could here it

His withdrawal was for pills

Mine was for love

To be accepted again

By God, my family, even me

Sometimes I feel there is no way out

Like I will be circling the same tumultuous path for eternity

And each time realizing I was more foolish, more selfish, and more happier the time before that

And maybe I'm confused because for the first time I'm putting someone else before myself

Something I vouched I would never do

And yet here I am

Allowing another person to take me for a spin

To pin me down and teach me a lesson I wouldn't learn otherwise

Life is too short, do with it what makes you happy