college
I thought that this was my fresh start
But everythings just falling apart
No time to sleep, no money to eat
And no air that my lungs want to breathe
breathe
i can't breathe
how do i breathe?
i can't remember how to breathe?
please, i just want to breathe
...
i’m haunted by the words I’ve heard,
the words that hurt, that take root inside my soul
years down the road they come back,
tainting the place i’ve made my home
quarantine
there is too much time.
i am stuck here inside,
with me, myself, and i,
in my head all of the time.
all the days run together.
there is no end in sight,
no light at the end of
this really dark tunnel.
there is too much time.
i just want to go outside,
but there is nowhere
and no one to go out to.
i constantly feel alone.
the future is not assured,
what will the world look
like when we all return?
there is too much time.
lies and deceit
in this crazy world it is every man for themselves...
and it is naive to believe that everyone is honest.
everything people do has an underlying purpose,
whether they realize it or not.
people just do not care as much anymore.
genunity seems to be something most are lacking,
it is all about reputation. everyone is a pawn
in someone else's game, disposable once played.
I cannot believe I stayed so long when nothing I did was enough for you.
at one in the morning waves of exhaustion begin to hit, as does the stress.
i need to get out of here
away from this place and
away from these people
how can they not see all
of the damage they've done
directly or indirectly
intentional or unintentional
it cannot be undone
it is far too late for that
to still be a possibility