Affirmation on friend-zoning. Okay with this yet not okay yet confused yet composed. Emotions running through the crazed brain of mine, making it hard to find where I started thinking and the route I was supposed to end at again. Points of thought darting around at speeds uncontrollably, proving how intact I am not with my own mind. Positivity reigns through over the smallest things, which gives me the highest feeling of pride and strength; yet once it declines I am pulled under. Truly manic. One extreme to the next. Too many thoughts. “Insane crazy, or crazy insane?” Affected by something that should not be bothering me. Always a sucker. Positivity will once again be the hands that pull me through the decline, once again coming out on top. It’s how it always is and that change stays permanently. I win. Victorious and proud, yet unorganized, manic and scattered. One step at a time slowly building inner strength I thought was diminished.