I wish it were without pain.
I wish it was just fantasy.
But it's not.
I wish I could say that everything's gonna be alright.
I wish I could give that comfort.
But it's not.
Time is unraveling and there is nothing you can do about it.
You can ignore every stressor in your life,
but time moves on.
Whether you decide that you want to spend every minute of your day,
alone,
in your room.
It doesn't matter.
Because Either way,
time unravels the same.
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 9:29 PM UTC
I wish it were without pain.
I wish it was just fantasy.
But it's not.
I wish I could say that everything's gonna be alright.
I wish I could give that comfort.
But it's not.
Time is unraveling and there is nothing you can do about it.
You can ignore every stressor in your life,
but time moves on.
Whether you decide that you want to spend every minute of your day,
alone,
in your room.
It doesn't matter.
Because Either way,
time unravels the same.
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