Today is a day like so many other days
The skies are cloudy, the world is gray
I can't sit still, But I want to fade
Into a slumber, as a cold serenade
Seeps depression through every crack
Emotional baggage too hard to unpack
Sitting and staring at empty white walls
As life's little doldrums come for us all
I came to a fork in the road.
I stared at it for a long time.
It stared back, daunting.
I picked it up and snapped it over my knee.
I decided to not decide.
I used the fork to eat my lunch.
Sitting there -
at a fork in the road.
I ate. And slept.
I refuse to cooperate.
At the end of the year, the apathy is weighing on me heavily. I have decisions to make and I'm deciding not to make them.
Drag me down, go on
I can lift myself higher
Than you ever thought.
— The End —