Our words move aimlessly through empty city squares,
collecting into mobs and angry like their prayers.
They breathe the air we fought to leave behind.
This kind of blank adventure happens all the time,
because nobody knows the wreck of the soul the way you do.
We fought to find our thoughts,
the runway walked us through.
well, i dont like this, feeling unworthy slash undeserving of my friendships its nice to have good friends
but i feel bad when i just dont want to be around anyone
1 comment:
Everybody needs some "Me Time"- no reason to feel guilty for wanting that.
Sounds to me like you beat yourself up a lot. Probably because you've been fed negative messages about yourself by people you viewed as authority figures.
Your thoughts and feelings are not foolish. They are valid and very real.
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