Something about this time is different.
I cannot tell quite what it is,
But it is eating me to my core.
Is it the new look you dawn?
Is it the new shoes you wear?
Or
Is it the new deafening silence?
It didn't creep up unexpectedly, no.
It was out of the blue.
This time is not the same as before.
Didn't it used to be so fun together?
Wasn't it so much fun to spend hours together?
Or
Are you all having more fun together?
That is what it seems to me.
The silence is so loud that I can't even think for myself.
It is only interrupted by the clanking of the receiver.
Is it better to fix this?
Is it better to keep living a lie?
Or
Is it better to leave?
You now join them again in laughter.
Ironic how I of all people still stand for this; and yet,
Here I am.
Still here.
