My hearts wants this
My mind knows that
I’m torn between what I know and what I feel
Do I choose your happiness or do I choose myself again?
A narcissist, I’d always choose myself after all.
I’m used to making others feel good but this time I need this kind of energy too
I crave this type of tranquility, peace, oblivion to have fellowship with the voices in my head
I shouldn’t be a visitor to my own soul
This time, it’s full devotion or nothing—no inbetween