Not right.
Sometimes I get the horrible thought of 'what if there is no way to solve this?'
Feeling tired and drained of putting on the smiles.
Problem is, I'm too self aware.
I know what I can and can't say, what I should or shouldn't do, what I have to to be.
Wallow Bitch wallow, just like you deserve.
Mutterings of a man potentially going insane.
A man who possibly deserves all of this...
At least it's a Sunday, White Rooms next door will not be open. Good night's sleep when I shut my mind off.
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