I'm sorry I haven't texted back or returned your calls I'm not ignoring you.
Sometimes it becomes too much that talking to people is hard
Sometimes all I want to do is listen to music all day and not interact with anybody
Sometimes I want to sit in silence by myself and not utter a single word to anybody
Sometimes I can't move, I get held in one place scared of what I don't even know
It goes deeper that that but,
This is the best way I can explain without making a fool of myself even though I already feel stupid for writing this down
So next time I ghost, know it's not you...it's me.
YOU ARE READING
coffee stains
PoetryA collection of poetry written during the most awkward of times, and most of those times involved a good cup of coffee.
