accepting who i am, gladly
realize that i take things badly
neurons involved intertwine
things will resolve in due time
my head is an attic
and im an addict to sadness
steep steps crowded with
monsters causing madness
can i consider this a midlife crisis
if i dont want to make it to 36?
can i consider this a midlife crisis?
is this the best it gets?
tell me now so i can rest