Words

The world keeps turning, we keep changing. Aware, yet everything still seems the same.
We're all so connected.
life is so upside down, reflected sideways, cut in half and....
I'm so frightened, what a stupid mistake. I hope I don't go against my word.

My future is deteriorating, the way we live our days is the way we live our life.
I feel so heartbroken without ___ and I don't want to say I was even in love.
I live countless lives, looks really are deceiving. It isn't multiple personalities it's a character that suits the scenario.
I wish I could say "I want to go home" but my life has consisted of many that they've canceled out and mean so much nothing
Going through the list of people to talk to I end up with no one. Either they could care less of my words or they care too much that I don't want to tell me.

I'm sick sick sick of people telling me they're worried. I don't believe it.
I don't want to end up like them, complaining when they're so fortunate. It disgust me.
Though I can't pretend everything is lovely, I don't want to be an ugly person who hates life.


I want to wrap up in the corner of my bed, curled up in a book. Another person, another world.
I want to lie in the grass on a trip, an alternate universe.
I want to dream of heaven and dancing on the clouds.