everything is gray i know how that sounds. played out and pretentious some might even say edgy or something along those lines and you wouldnt be wrong at least not entirely to me gray means BLAND gray means DEPRESSING and SOLEMN gray means ME
NOTHING TRULY MATTERS WE ASSIGN VALUE TO SO MUCH OF THE LITTLE THINGS AROUND US I LISTEN TO MUSIC BUT IT GOES IN AND OUT "what do you do when everything sounds the same ?" "i feel like ****" "maybe this new album will help" "i think ive broken this laptop from pressing refresh so many times"
Refresh you Refresh everything Refresh it in stages slowly but surely Refresh it
HOW CAN I REFRESH MYSELF HOW CAN I CHANGE HOW CAN I GO BACK "you cant" I TELL MYSELF "youre stuck here theres nowhere to go" AND THE MORE I THINK THE MORE I REALIZE I KNOW THATS NOT ENTIRELY TRUE BUT FOR NOW I SIT AND DWELL HERE FILLED TO THE ******* BRIM WITH A GRAY MIND-NUMBING INDIFFERENCE
i felt it was time for an all caps poem but i wanted to format it terribly to get my point across