Vent

why bother

apathy
ive come to a realization my mental process boils down
to apathy

my aura sounds like the deepest notes of a cello
a blue, vibrating hum
forever relaying a somber tone
wondering why it ever wasted its time
still wasting its time
wanting to climb the scales
and echo a ringing tune

ive no energy left for that
nothing to do yet no time to spare
a walking paradox that damns itself
for desiring the very thing it needs to feel whole
as if, it's wrong
or abnormal?

tch.
why bother?
why bother at all
let me rot