duminică, 6 aprilie 2014

it's nothing.

it's the solitude you feel even if you're surrounded by people.
it's the silence in you that edges the crazy loud world that you are in.
it's the feeling that you are trapped and claustrophobic when in fact your fingers reach for the sky.
it's the things we leave unsaid, that blink in our eyes, but sorrow our tongues.
it's saying nothing when you want to say it all.
it's too much sugar in your coffee; it's the one thing you forget to do and fucks up your entire day.
it's forgetting your keys while it's cold and freezing outside and you are hungry and in desperate want to pee.
it's nothing, I'm OK.
it's nothing, I swear. I'm OK, I'm just not happy.

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