I want to be done in the way that isn't final
Maybe just be in a coma for like
Three years
And not have to worry about anything
Or see anyone
Or go anywhere
People get exhausting
Work piles up
Money becomes not worth it
Emptiness make you wanna give up
Drowning in homework
Or your own blood
A constant headache
A steady job
I feel like I'm withering away
Even though I'm so young
And I really shouldn't complain
My life is pretty okay
But the more friends I make
The more tired I get
The more they wanna talk
The less I do
And I can feel myself pushing away
Because they're "normies"
They'd never understand
And I'm trying to plan my whole life out in front of me
Even though obstacles keep delaying me
And people keep disappointing me
I have to remember
Again
And again
The world doesn't revolve around me
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 10:52 PM UTC
I want to be done in the way that isn't final
Maybe just be in a coma for like
Three years
And not have to worry about anything
Or see anyone
Or go anywhere
People get exhausting
Work piles up
Money becomes not worth it
Emptiness make you wanna give up
Drowning in homework
Or your own blood
A constant headache
A steady job
I feel like I'm withering away
Even though I'm so young
And I really shouldn't complain
My life is pretty okay
But the more friends I make
The more tired I get
The more they wanna talk
The less I do
And I can feel myself pushing away
Because they're "normies"
They'd never understand
And I'm trying to plan my whole life out in front of me
Even though obstacles keep delaying me
And people keep disappointing me
I have to remember
Again
And again
The world doesn't revolve around me
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