I have loved

In my own way

And in theirs.

 

It's something I've tried

Often

But not enough

To remain

Apparently.

 

It always gives shit

This paradox

If you can't do it first

Then you just can't

Be alive

 

So my doubt

Will keep me company

In times of hardship

And soberness

And make me so

In times

Of wretched.