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fourleftfeet · 11 months
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don’t ask me what i think
Another day passes and I’m still here
Another day passes and I consider it all
Another day I allow myself to feel
Another day passes and I can’t explain 
Why I feel this way
Minuscule nicks pile on and my hours buy another pay 
I can see time come and go, finite in finite during our lifetimes
My thoughts create endless possibilities, but which is it now? Hurting or kind?
Another idea contradicts herself and before you blink it’s tomorrow
Honesty is an easy concept, a virtue, an honour
lies are little easier, a virtue, an honour
It’s easy to forget what life has, what life can have
But it’s difficult to trust a future made in the present
The older people get the more difficult it is to see the past
In hindsight, should’ve seen it coming
There’s no time for others when you’re drowning
Is that how it looks like from the outside?
Everybody’s caught up in water
Everybody’s caught, so how do you just dive in? 
How do you float when you can’t even swim?
How do you preach if your pool has a hole in it
When the hound bit through your last defence
Sometimes I wonder if it would be okay to say it aloud
Sometime, make space for others I waste, but i chose the wrong time
When will it be time? I don’t think I’ll find out
The biggest secret I keep with me, what’s behind
Past grade 8, I could’ve never imagined it
Past my stumble, I’m far ahead in the race
To feel needed is a privilege
To be cared for is in art
To take this out of my head is oblivion.
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