I'm a waste

I'm a waste of breath.
I'm so out of focus, I'm becoming a shadow of my own life.
I'm losing time like it's mine to squander...
I'm snoozing my life, my projects, my whole plan to make every day a reason to smile.
I'm just the cold tram in the morning, the coffee on my desk, the phones I so much hate, the quantified pause, the falling in and out of consciousness, waiting for an answer.
I'm the subway, crawling under peoples hopes and dreams, I'm the anyone who stands in the cold for the bus, I'm the pair of eyes always attentive, I'm the tired child that cryes for mother, I'm so much more than the girl you expect I am and less than the woman you wish for...
I'm the corpse, trying to reach home and sleep. I'm the scared brat with a cold bed. I'm the anger, the tranquility, the love letter, the post it, the tatoo...

I'm a waste of breath, of space, of time...

The Weepies - Gotta Have You

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only so few hours of sleep. better think about that coffee...