why do you need to be understood, accepted, or validated

i just saw a red chevy aveo, RIP fiona
i meowed at it when it went by
and this is why i don't have kids
i put fiona (my last car that i totalled) in a bad situation
i gave that suv no choice but to plow into me
wreckless irresponsible drug addled (and very paranoid) artist
you are gonna wish you were more paranoid
if you're paranoid congratulations, you made it
spent enough time in foster care to be screwed up about it
i never recovered but everything happens for a reason
a gift and a curse, the good WITH the bad
good in the bad and bad in the good (eyes to see and ears to hear)
i'm not afraid of myself
my self-talk doesn't make sense to anyone cos they're not me
hashtag i'm the coolest
...okay i gotta go to confession (so true)
that was so well timed i'm just amazing