1 giugno 2015 Fregoli

Don’t be sorry, be better.

Sorry?
Don’t be sorry.
Be better.

Midnight Fregoli

I used to be cool, calm, and collected
Now everything upsets me, leaves me empty
Left thinking what I’m doing wrong
Or not doing at all
Split at the seams between my id and ego

Cigarette burns through my shirt
Maybe when the smoke clears
I’ll be fine

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