We Lost The Summer

Yet..

You over share and love to laugh.
Yet
You are discreet and hate to feel.

Friends,
School,
Hobbies,
Everything is meaningless to you.
Yet you are searching for a reason to be awake.

You feel easily guilty.
Just because you got scolded.
You hate it yet you feel like you deserved it somehow.
You drown yourself with music,
Your drug.

You are tired of all that thinking yet you still process to work.

It's a demon
Haunting you.
Not leaving you.
Ruining your life.
Yet
You let it.
Accept it.
Acknowledge it.

You know the cure
The cure for everything but you are still sceptical.
Hesitating.