i envy those who do not feel so hard
or think too deeply
because **** this **** is exhausting
trying to find the perfect words
or trying to find the reason for everything

i always have so many thoughts, yet i can never find the right words to say

i’m a shooting star
i’ll burn so brightly
so much it hurts myself
in the end
i’ll burn out
but i’ll do it if it means
someone else could be happy
even if it’s for a second
i’ll do it if it means
someone could make a wish
come true

i rarely use the word happy anymore
because i’ve realized what a temporary
thing it is
it’s funny i think i’ve use it in the past
to make others happy
i’m sorry that i can’t be happy
for you
because i can’t be happy
for myself
so used to this low dark feeling
that feeling good is unsettling
if a tree falls in the woods alone
with no one to hear it
does it still make a sound?

it’s summer
so why do i feel so cold

seems like the more interesting the major you’re interested in is, the less jobs there is for it

there’s nothing more frustrating than wanting to explain what’s on your mind, but not having the vocabulary to word your thoughts