i need to keep myself occupied,
cause it sucks,
being me, now.
i don’t want to feel this way,
it feels like i’m in a endless realm of plains, left to wander aimlessly.
it feels like i’m being forced underwater, so suffocating.
it feels like i’m all alone.
the hands that used to reach out for me,
i wonder where they all are,
but yet, even if they reach out to me,
what can i say, to them,
because, i have no idea what to tell them anyway.