do you share the same joy, i wonder.
do you know them troubles, of silences, misunderstandings, broken promises,
distances with friends, frustrations from school,
insecurities, empty spaces, hard nights, and goodness knows wad.

the outdoors isnt cold, the home is.

i didnt find a way to tell you, or any of you.
i didnt want the extra weight on your shoulders.

it explains, explains my irritable nature.
explains the quiet gazes, im not dreaming im thinking.
thinking about what, you dumbass.