Heart

My oil pump is not broken, it's rather overloaded, if my chest didn't have ribs it would've exploded, I'm a nervous wreck who can't focus, yes I have issues, I noticed, I get silent and then sometimes I scream, a young hopeless girl with hopeful dreams, I want so much it's in my clutch but my focus is terrible, and my abilities feel so tough, at least these days, always in a haze, craving distraction, I won't succeed this way