Okay... I'm slipping down.
Always alone. Sitting in a park. Day dreaming.
Under a monument. Wishing. Hoping. Dining out. Along the boulevard. The streets. The lights. Under a tree. On the train. In my room. Living. Breathing
Often alone lately.
Lying on the floor, staring at myself on the mirror.
Alone. Looking for people where I could see myself fit in comfortably.
Looking for someone, though not really stressing much... I'd be really happy if this will happen.
The sadness of being alone is starting to eat my heart and brain... and suffocate me.
Then again, I'd rather be alone than be with people I'd rather not be with. I'm still and will not be that desperate.
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