Dancing around my room
To do a deep clean of my soul
Making myself laugh in the bathroom mirror
When it feels like I could cry
Flopping onto my bed, chairs, and the floor
When you’re tired of many things,
You settle for comfortable
Associated with familiar feelings
What’s the weather like there?
It’s like me
Tell me that time is of the essence
I’ll tell you that time doesn’t exist
Savor it; don’t rush it
Why are we in such a hurry to die?
The truth is juicy shock value
Stages of life claim to be the expectation
Where’s the originality?
Industries came marching in
Disguised as saints
To crush dreams of morning glories
Idolizing influencers who are often under the influence
Awards on award shows seem like participation trophies
I could live without my phone
But could you live without judging others?
I doubt that I’m alone in this
Sometimes, I impulsively isolate
It’s nothing personal, but if the shoe fits…
I’m inside out of my mind
Always cold, so I parade around
In a bathrobe like it’s a wedding dress
Your normal is my discomfort zone
Love the lonely