I never blog anymore. I never listen to music. & right when my FAMILY and friends are supposed to be there for me, they all crumble like the stale crackers they are.
I’m not dating you.
I dont wanna be in love.
I dont wanna be a grown up.
I dont wanna wake up.
Well, that escalated quickly.
& if there were a mirror, I wonder if they’d notice their clouds are made of smog, their eyes are wide, but their visions long gone.
I wallow in their premeditated sickness, already swallowed by my own.
I wonder if they’d notice, I observe them amongst sobriety…alone.