“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
And you speak of a fever,
That burns you inside.
As you explain to your mother,
How you wanted to die.
So she kisses your fingers,
Says “My Darling but why?
When there is so much more…
There is so much more…”
Do you know there are spaces,
Open and wide.
Oh believe me, there’s days,
Longer than nights.
And you will be happy,
If only you’d try.
Oh won’t you try,
Oh won’t you try…
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