Prepping for graduation and other ventures
Only writing to say I haven't forgot
I am currently in the world a little more than I'd like to be
There's nothing else for me to do
Nowhere to run
I am cursed in terms of connecting, but I appreciate every single one of my losses
I say whatever I want now
As usual, but a lot more than before
Fuck it, no one's coming for me
And all the people I pray for aren't thinking about me. They don't give a shit.
I plant seeds of hope after every rejection, yet there comes a forest fire of apathy that consumes these trees.
Funny enough, I spark the flame.
I need to stop one or the other.
Later Days, Longer Nights
