Are you happy now?

"Could you look me in the eye? Would you look me in the eye? I've had all that I can take. And I'm not about to break, 'cause I'm happy now."

The more I put if off the harder it gets. Spoken like a true procrastinator. I want to just sleep this off, all the feeling. To ignore and deny it. But I have seen that this does more damage than good. I can imagine just glancing into my mirror, watching it crack slowly, then shatter. Like this whole house is being eaten away, burnt and eroded. The walls crumbling like mine. Both seem to be falling down, after so long. I had forgotten how I feel. It's frightening.

Putting all my eggs in one basket. My trust is my downfall, but I don't care anymore. Too late to let go.

Too late to let you go, no.
Breaking the mold, oh.
Forget the people.
Please be real.
Too soon for how to feel.
My fair prize. The right price.
Warmer nights feeling fine.
Answer why, do I sigh?
When I think of it, elaborate, my demise.

Sometimes things are off.
That touch is much too soft.
I want to show you what I am.
And I've become.
Would you regret the hopes I've strung?
For my demise.
Those sweet eyes.
Compromise.
In slight disguise.
I'll recognize
The anxious stirrings in my mind.