Being a workaholic
And needing something to take my mind off things
I’ve grown to be very talented
It’s such a blessing and a curse
But hey at least I forget about you in the moment

I’m crying
And it’s my birthday

I’m so selfish
I’m the worst person I’ve met
Why haven’t I seen through his view
He always says hi
But I just act uninterested and say hi in a weird manner now
Maybe he’s trying to talk about it
I’m so awful
But at the same time I was trying to talk about it and he left me waiting for a month
I feel worse

As I’m hinged over the sink
I cry, and whisper
“Move on”



I don’t know how long it’ll take

I met two angles
And neither of them helped

That vacant stare of yours
Will and never scare me anymore
But I see it more often in myself now
And that scares me

As I’m standing outside my open sliding door
During the rain
Listening to the sounds
Not caring who hears
I scream,
“*******! But don’t forget I loved you”
im not going to wait for you no more