It’s tough.
I’m angry, I’m hurt,
My personality is draining away with my sense of humour
god i can’t remember the last time i actually laughed
i think i’m probably boring my friends
with these endless expressions
I trudge instead of walk,
I can’t seem to find that skip in my walk,
I sob instead of cry
i have dark eye circles under my eyes
Time goes by
My life is rushing by
But I don’t feel it
god I can’t remember what it feels like to be happy
I loved that rush
yet you took it away
now i sit in agonizing silence
knowing I should walk away
but I don’t care for me
I want to care about you.
