(A little over a year ago 20 year old me wrote this a week before my 21st)
Tired of being here but fighting with all I have to stay alive
what is this.
I am walking travesty
A colossal milestone ahead of me and it’s only a matter of time
As time moves faster much faster these days I have become a stranger to myself
I no longer feel, I am just a stoic
What have I become
Can I please read my own mind?
How did this hollowness find me
Why do I cherish it on most days.