11 days before//
My mom insists I come out of my room and eat,
I tell her I'm not hungry and continue to stay in my room.
I watch all the filthy people push each other,
And throw their used garbage on the floor.
I lay in bed and think about all the moments we shared,
Where we laughed so hard we cried.
I wonder how one second your life can be so full of joy,
Until one day it's suddenly not.
What a filthy world we live in.
