Lonely seat

Sometimes it feels nice just to disappear

for awhile. Without a care in the world.

But realitly always sneaks back, and I'm always

face with thoughts and worries.

I trusted and believed you.

Only to notice nothing has changed.

One more day til I figure if I was good enough

for them. Hopefully I was. I want this more

than anything. I want it. I need it.

I'm prepared.And lost.

It's Friday the 13th.

And already I'm feeling my luck slip alway.

3pm, it's haunting me.

I just want this so I can finally let go

what's been holding me back for two years.

years ago, it was something.

It's time to move on.

I'm ashamed of myself for giving up.

I'm ashamed that it has been brought up.

I don't know what to think of myself right now.

The only word that comes to mind, failure.

In all honestly, I'm wasting away slowly.