i and i

Many times, people say things without first looking at themselves. So they end up pulling double standards. Which speaks volumes.

It's driving me away, and it's driving me slowly up the wall. It's driving everyone away, driving everyone insane.

Where is the supposed safety and peace? The supposed happiness? Does it remain as something supposed, only? The bad times far surpass the good times, making it seem like the good times are nothing much.

Beneath the cool exterior lies a multitude of emotions. Beneath it all lies unhappiness.

You fuck everyone up, and you are glad, aren't you. That everyone is finally as fucking unhappy as you are.

These four walls, closing in. Words and more words seep into every pore of your skin, no matter how you try to block them out.

One day soon I will fly. To where I belong. I and I.

For now, I'm just glad, i'm just grateful that I still have you. And everyone else who matters.