Don’t you know my life is revolving door

Same events, different people

Making friends and keeping them is like running up a steep hill

Without oxygen, it’s a chore

And I am tired

But I still keep doing it because what else do I have to lose?

I’ve lost my stability, my sanity, my ability to communicate

It feels like I’m drowning bc I fell off the cruise

Of life

Life is the pursuit of happiness

The little happy moments

But I push through life with hastiness

No regrets

Because if I did I’d have to sit with the silence and ache within myself

And who wants to do that, not me