This Is On Me
Iâm hanging by the thread. Minuscule things are just that, small. All these useless âfightsâ as you call them donât mean squat. What I really want to say is you donât choose me. All I want to do is be  chosen. Is that so hard? Is it an impossible thing to ask for? Am I asking too much? I just donât understand. Am I blind? Have you chosen me and i just donât see it.Â










