They say
Maybe if you went to bed earlier,
Maybe if you got off your phone,
Maybe if you didn't always have your headphones on,
You wouldn't be so
tired.
angry.
anxious.
depressed.
But you can't let go of these things.
You can't stop.
You want to
but
The insomnia keeps you up.
The phone is your security.
The headphones?
Your lifeline.
So you lose you appetite.
and your interests.
You either lose sleep
or you sleep too much.
There's never a balance.
But that's all you ever want.
Balance.
It can't be bought
and it can't be exchanged.
Only found.
But never when,
or where you look for it.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.
