The past won't let go. The guilt is eating you. You can't escape. No matter how much you sleep. You can't do that forever. You need to know who you are. Who you actually are.

I wrote this with a lot of regret and guilt on my mind, and my head was kind of whirling in too many feelings. Reading it over, I realized I was in a depressing loop with myself, and there's no reason for it to continue.