“tin man syndrome. you got big dreams, watch me break them”

Current mood: focused



You push ahead. Face your fears. Stand strong. Polar opposites. I look for a place to hide. A way to wait it out. Terrified of choices. You talk to me only to not think of yourself. Logic is lacking and our equation has too many numbers. Things kept hidden. They may be true but q’can only make this worse. I’m too short of stature and patience to make a leader. Terrified to take a stand. Lacking of stamina and endurance. Willpower has been tucked away but the cowardess remains. This situation has displaced me. The ideals I once held have lost all meaning. I look for an answer but my eyes keep unseeing.