it’s easy to be sad when you’re alone
you don’t have to worry about draining people
the way they drain you.
23 and realizing that I’m actually sad
and I’ve always been sad
I wake up and before i can even see the world i can feel it
it creeps into my skin and becomes me.
melancholy
that’s who i really am
what i really am
no one in my life will ever describe me with such a word
they’ll use:
happy, outspoken, funny, outgoing, i can light up a room
but when I’m alone I’m melancholy.
i don’t have enough light left for myself.