Using words as musical instruments.

I know that what people say about me is instructive but not more effective than what I say by myself to myself. The sarcasm is more than just poetic when I pay attention to what people say when they don’t see the truth. I cannot get tied up by the negative comments people go around with about me, when I hear Taylor swift saying to me “shake it off”. The song is really good. “…I go on too many dates, but I can’t make them stay” Love has done me wrong again!!!  “…what people say…” has not affected me as much as what I continue to say to the man in the mirror. I almost always know the right thing to do but I almost always find myself failing in my responsibility to insist on doing the right thing. If love can save me, can it by any chance destroy everything I have been building for a while? Is it so hard to function correctly? Is it not the push of desire that makes passion realistic? Why do I let my emotions lead me into familiar dangerous spots time