Am I really that tired of twisting and pushing and fitting myself into this person I am now
I think I can’t do this anymore
This fake it till you make it nonesense
What’s this guilt about
Why do I feel something is missing all the time
Why do I feel like running away so much
What is this fantasy of mine
Running away to a far off place
Have a life where I don’t have to speak.
I don’t want to
wake up tomorrow.
I don’t want to set things right.
I don’t want to.
