Stess

I have seen you at you best, I have held you at your worst

I have loved you all the while. This is my curse.

I could say a lot of things but I am too nice and too honest for my own good. I open my mouth and it just gets me more and more into trouble. Seems like I cant go a day without shooting myself in the foot. I have thought a lot about what to do with my life, some good, mostly bad. I cant bring myself to do anything bad because I know if something happens to me now that it would totally ruin things in your life, or at least I would like to think so. The good are all there and are lining themselves up for me. All my success and accomplishments feel tainted or missing something in some way. I guess I am just not myself. It is far harder to be sad and act happy than I thought