I told myself I was being crazy
I told myself lots of things
Instead of joining for the upcoming weekend,
I did what I always did.
I didn’t want to,
I’d move in a daze
Feeling more and more uneasy,
It was over before it could even begin.
If only I had stopped when I had the chance
None of it made any sense.
The only thing I’d seen was despair
My mother echoed wonderingly-
it would finally die down