I have sleepless nights. I have wakeless mornings.
I want to be a better writer,
But reading does not interest me.
Depressed by the thought of school,
FOMO just won't let me skip a single day.
Self love is my forte,
But the desire to change for you retards it.
I want to see you again,
But I'm still anxious around you.
I want to be loved,
But I'm scared to love.
Do you still want to be with me?
©andilesayi
A