I’m always a slut for lying in bed for hours on end doing nothing productive.
Along the journey
of anguish and misery,
I realize
that I
have lost myself,
my old self.
The one who knew
how to
smile
without looking at his reflection
to ensure perfection.
The one who
didn’t think twice
about laughing hysterically
after a silly mistake.
To realize
the difference
is one step.
To feel
the difference
is the next.
of anguish and misery,
I realize
that I
have lost myself,
my old self.
The one who knew
how to
smile
without looking at his reflection
to ensure perfection.
The one who
didn’t think twice
about laughing hysterically
after a silly mistake.
To realize
the difference
is one step.
To feel
the difference
is the next.
