Hours spent,
Wasted,
Glued to my bed, staring at the wall, running through scenes from my life that have never happened.
Family and friends who'd love for me to divulge what's going on in my mind,
But The wall can't be hurt by what I have to say, it has no plans to fix me and often our conversations are one sided,
I don't have to tip toe around words,
Not that it would care if I did or did not.