What would you do if you fell for an apple.

But when you peeled it,

Only half was the apple but the other an orange.

Would you still love the apple for the half?

But after loosing the half apple that was left,

I've realised having half the apple was so much more worth than nothing at all.

I can't do anything well.

I can't get anything right.

I somehow need a miracle.

To get me back on track.

I cant sleep at night.

I sit around with swollen knuckles,

Thinking how different it could have been.

I need help.