I've never slept next to my shoes before..
Or ever felt ashamed for never seeing the value in having my own bed
I've never just laid there and listened to a parade of foreign snores
As tears creep along the sides of my face and snot builds up in my nose making it hard to breathe
I've never missed my pillows so much
Or the freedoms of having a refrigerator
Or unlimited trips to the bathroom
I've never had a house curfew before
Never wished for tissue so bad
Or have it occur to me that I'm breaking a rule by having food in my bed
I think I'm partial to misery
It seems to follow me around lately paired with frustration and loneliness
All I keep doing is wishing I could fast forward
Past this pulling sensation I feel in my heart
Past this sadness pooled in my mind
Past this disappointment with everything
But at the same time I'm grateful.
This could've been a night spent in my car or on a bench somewhere
I'm lucky
Besides the noise and rules i'm comfortable
That's much more than probably alot of people could say...