If I fell like this to the end of the world, would you catch me?
Of corse not. Because I don’t need you too.
And even if you attempted too I’m sure I’d push you away and give some sarcastic narcissistic comment like I don’t need your help I can handle this!
Knowing damn well I can’t.
But I’m too stubborn. To ask for help.
I always have been.
It’s not pride but an overwhelming reluctance to give in
Because subconsciously I have a point to prove to absolutely nobody
That I can do this on my own.
Because then maybe I’ll be worth all the shit everyone’s ever done for me.
Not that I owe them anything, but just so that I know it was effort well spent
Because the Aquarius in me needs to please everybody and the Pisces in me needs balance and complimentary function ability
So as to say that one day I’ll return the favor.
Or maybe, I’m just trippin...
Again.
Yea, maybe.
I do that sometimes.
Ashton Mari
photo by sean lyles
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