Runny Considerations

I feel so shitty...

but a soda is a dollar and fifty cents

and I think I can manage that.

Can we crack a window 'cause I'm really

hot everywhere I go.

My flowers are already dying and I

don't think that's fair

'cause I just got them this week.

There's flower food all over the vase

but drooping petals all over my desk.

I can't go to work anymore

it's just too hard.

I fear going all day and all week

so I might as well quit.

You said, "If it's not making you happy,

why would you do it?"

But I laughed because that's never been me.

I feel like the world rushed by without me

and sometimes I get these head rushes that make me feel

like the momentum grabbed me for a moment

but realized I'm a lost cause.

I know what you're thinking

because they've all said it before:

"You were always the one who worked so hard,

but laughed just as loudly."

"Girl, you gotta get some confidence!"

"You do what's best for you."

But it's not that easy;

and I'm drowning in the cage

I have the key to.