light-headed in the worst of ways
it is hard, i guess
harder than i think it should be
hard to realize what i've been writing
especially when i'm not writing anymore
and nobody realizes how hard that is.
if you think you do, i'm afraid you don't. i don't care if you're a writer or if you're not a writer. you don't know the feeling of sticky edges in my chest. you never will.
i keep thinking that i finally have what i have wanted. so now i should want for nothing. but it's still not back. they're still not back. in fact, they're even farther away.
in fact, they are completely silent.
and that makes me feel like a shell.
[no matter how much i love you, no matter how beautiful you make me feel, no matter how many things i accomplish]
harder than i think it should be
hard to realize what i've been writing
especially when i'm not writing anymore
and nobody realizes how hard that is.
if you think you do, i'm afraid you don't. i don't care if you're a writer or if you're not a writer. you don't know the feeling of sticky edges in my chest. you never will.
i keep thinking that i finally have what i have wanted. so now i should want for nothing. but it's still not back. they're still not back. in fact, they're even farther away.
in fact, they are completely silent.
and that makes me feel like a shell.
[no matter how much i love you, no matter how beautiful you make me feel, no matter how many things i accomplish]