listening to this song trying really hard to feel something
not doing ok
not knowing why
not doing enough with my life ?
what is enough ?
what would a real feeling feel like ?
i remember really liking them
a fear of anger, fear of lashing out
fear of roommates hearing my anger
thinking me an angry person
am i ?
have i always been one ?
is that bad ?
not wanting to reach out to anybody
sick of empty reassurance
wishing i could live in stasis
march of death forces fast life
the days go by
i am still here
longer i wait the colder it gets