stay busy fill every moment with thoughts to fill my mind to occupy my senses divert my eyes distract my heart stay busy I've been deceiving myself or is this the deception? I acknowledged it I accepted it but what if I didn't?
With the first free moment in weeks I see clearly or unclearly I can't tell all I know is that I hate not being busy being alone and it doesn't help that you've disappeared from home from my life from the face of the earth stay busy* and I'll survive