Too Much Armor is Dangerous.

you are my crutch.
and i wish you weren't.

it's one of those "after spring break" moments where i'm just done.
tired of being stressed and tired,
sleeping less hours than i need,
and instead of waking up refreshed, i wake up drained.

i'm not sure if these feelings are emerging because it's close to the end of another school year,
or if it's close to another realm of changes.
i've been feeling a lot of change lately.
and i'm not sure if i'm handling it the way i should be.

the only thing that seems to help anymore is coffee & snapchat.
and too much of that isn't healthy for my body or mind.

i don't want to be the girl that has crutches.
i can stand and walk tall, thank you.
just because i have a limp doesn't mean i need something or someone to hold onto.

but as months pass,
i grow more and more into mourning.
mourning the people that left,
and missing the people that are absent for now.

i think i'm becoming too guarded.
i used to think that that was okay,
but i'm beginning to think otherwise.

i think i'm just worrying too much for my own good.
i need to step back and enjoy where i am,
enjoy what i'm doing,
and enjoy who i'm with.

i'll be halfway done with college soon.
gotta soak in as much as i can,
before it's over for good.