Bruised,
Battered,
Mind scattered,
Clothes tattered,
I dust myself off
And tell myself "I’m okay.”
“I can overcome the pain”
"HELP WANTED!"
Not me
I don’t want to bother or worry anyone
So I cling to bed and find solace in my dreams
I’m awake in a daze
Staring at the ceiling for a half an hour
I pull myself together and get in the shower
Thinking
Thinking
Thinking
Thinking some more
About all of yesterday’s regrets before I walk out the door
Shots
Shots
Shots
Shots to my face
Anything I can do to lessen the pain
Drunk sadnesses
But hey, “it’s college and that’s what everyone does”
So I keep going
I keep trekking on
Lying to myself
That it will be better tomorrow
Tomorrow is here...
And I’m still tattered
Sick
Worn down
My hearts’ shattered.
But I keep going
I keep stumbling through the crowd.