waiting on nothing
I'm sad sad sad.
And I no longer remember how to properly word an emotion.
But,
I am left behind, alone, and sitting on a bed of my own making.
I don't know what to do, how to do it, or for what end.
I feel out of time, out of place, and behind open doors.
And I no longer remember how to properly word an emotion.
But,
I am left behind, alone, and sitting on a bed of my own making.
I don't know what to do, how to do it, or for what end.
I feel out of time, out of place, and behind open doors.