So I'm feeling something.
I'm neither up or down
but I feel myself being pulled out of the pit I've been hiding in.
I'm looking around
trying to find someone
someone who will make it worth the effort to feel happy.
Sometimes I think she isn't out there
that there isn't anyone willing to give me a chance
but I've always found someone in the past.
Then I start to think too much.
What about my baggage.
What I become.
Is the search worth the risk
hope so because I'm going to do it anyway.
March 4th 2015
I decided I was being selfish.
If I don't know if I'm crazy how can I expect someone else to know?