I’ve become reckless this week.
Spent all my money on nonsense again.
I thought I could shake it off.
But now these feelings can’t seem to stop.
I thought I was fine three months ago.
When I was living how they wanted it all to go.
And then I thought I didn’t need all that much.
I need to get outta this rut.
I guess I can’t stay out of touch.
I’m messed up, I’m mistaken.
I feel like my life’s being wasted.
I’m overly sensitive and make things too complicated.
And those things that I admitted.
They became so unappreciated.
But I still meant them, oh I really meant them.
I gave up again another week.
Is it sad I couldn’t careless?
Went through another fight with myself.
Like I’m not worth shit to anybody else.
I’ve never been so ashamed.
I don’t even recognize my own face.
This poker expression kills my reflection.
I can’t live like this, half way dead.
I wanna see brighter skin.
I wanna see my smile again.
About the Creator
Rachel Jackson
I’m from Texas and I am dog lover.
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