What could be worse than:
Being broke
In debt
With a broken heart
Spiralling out of control
as Life calmy watches you -
sadistic bitch.
It would be worse if I never realised these things - if I never wanted 'more', if I truly believed 'you can't have everything you want.' I would settle for what I got, accept the love that I'm dished out in routine, make peace with myself. And then, how would I live?
Thank you for the frustration, the questions, the agony, the tears. Thank you for the pain, it makes me realise I'm still young, raring to go, looking out for myself. And thank you for a son, who balms the soul. Even rebels need to pause.
