I want:

to dance until I can't move another muscle.

to fuck until I'm spent.

to run until there's nowhere left to go.

to scream until my voice is gone.

to fight and to bleed.

to play and smile and laugh.

things I cannot have. So don't mind me. I'm just going to hide out and cry and then tell myself that I'm ok. Because I will be. I'm so close. It's just out of reach. I've just gotta let this moment pass.