that's who i am, i
rain storm and hurricane,
i made it out alive again.
through stress bouts and booby traps.
i learned too much to just give in now.
i hate it for the most part but i just can't cave.
the anxious feeling that etched a home in my
i'll get her to move out some day.
cause this skin is my home and this heart beats for
i will become mostly happy again.