I wonder if I'm foolish
I wonder if I'm fake
Making myself crazy with the way I overthink
It's so difficult to change and so hard not to
I wished you never left the same way I wondered if I would have been okay alone
I don't know if anything makes sense
Tomorrow doesn't
I don't have boxes and it's stressing me out
I really wish I could've got some
Maybe you'll be here soon
If not that's okay
I will be
It's cold but not bad
It's safe but unstable
Everything falling on top of itself at once
Left without breathe or the ability to breathe
I think that's something I gave up
It's fine
I'm fine
Everything will make sense soon
I think
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Reads This
Short StoryA day in the life of the lost. Welcome to a world you can't control, can anyone understand it? Fail to figure anything out and fail to read this.
