ironic

The things we worry about don't happen, sometimes. But when we don't worry 'bout it, that's when it happens.

Same kinda shit, just a different day. I hate this shit, period.
I can never seem to hide how I really feel. It's like impossible for me.
Aint gonna front, I do tend to let things get to me too much, I get caught up.
I should take in my own advice that always seem to help others.
I feel so dumb.