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Wait, what happened?
Where’s my dad? Where’s my family? Where’s my education? What happened to my innocence? When did I get hateful again? Why do I feel so alone? Where’s the house? Why can’t I breathe? Wasn’t I running? Didn’t I care?
I let my years float over me, I let my years slip through my fingers, and I let my years drift to sea. I want them back. I miss my life. I miss my real friends, I miss the house I was to inherit. I miss everything. I miss the way we lived. I miss the way it wasn’t scary. I miss when I used to think i was sad but really, I was happy, instead of knowing I’m miserable.
I just want to lie down and stay down.
