I once had friendships I took for granted due to an ungrateful phase of my self
I had a future I struggled to grab control of
moving so fast, that I don’t move at all
And I become ever so still and life keeps moving in full force effect, while your trying to catch up
While you feel your son forgetting who you are, as you lose less remembrance of the people I once had in my life
And I try to wear a mask of happiness
But misery paints itself by its natural order
I am not that hopeful flower child I was once loved to be
Skipping through the darkness and never noticing a difference cause gratitude painted the sky in a shimmering light
Remaining neutral as it melts itself to the same colour of my shivering body cold and hot can’t stay a comfortable medium
To much or to little
Balance would be my only need for my restless body
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