Dangerously Oblivious

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There was a point in my life where I was here but I wasn't here.

Constantly in my head which was jam packed with thoughts of wether I'd live to see my siblings graduate and have a nice life; maybe I would just be a voice in the shadows that lingered from their past.

I often found myself daydreaming about the impossible things in life. I'd question everything around me including my mere existence. My eyes glazed over as I disassociate from the world late at night. Hours have passed and I snap back into reality, thinking nothing of it I lay down for sleep.

It's always been endless nights of tossing and turning until I could hear the birds chirp in the early morning. I succumbed to a slumber if not only for a few hours. I'd wake up to the same dreadful alarm everyday. My routine never faltered. Get up, go to school, then home. Working myself to death to please the adults around me while I neglected to care for myself.

I'm a quiet person and sometimes it makes me come off as unfriendly and weird. Yet if you know me, I'm the loudest person around who needs to slow down while speaking- shutting up all together is more like it. I let these things take over my life. I'm in an infinite battle with myself about how I should act.

My childhood wasn't chalked up to the great ones of everyone around me. In fact, I barley had one. I had to grow up faster than most and it affected me greatly.

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