doubts

I find sometimes it's easy to be myself
Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else
Sometimes I find that I put myself into holes too deep for me to climb out of.
Sometimes I feel as if the fall isnt as hard as it really is. The end result is a severe pain.
Sometimes I wish you werent you. And I wasnt myself. We werent what we were expecting to be.

Like today. When I want to be swallowed by warm blankets and comfy pillows. With the cell phone and computer off. Praying that you would feel as angst as I am now. Un-healthy, right?