Who the hell am I right now?
Getting drunk, alone, on my birthday, everyone staring at me:
either making the best of my life or completely fucking it up,
or both…
or
neither

 

*  *  *

whispers
words
side glances
curiosity

so much easier
fuck
just following along
in suit

*  *  *

 

if  i  am  going
ah t  kn   ihtot
te  v er   yonei
uj  o tg    niogs
dg e me anywa
kc u  fn   eht, y
it!

 

*  *  *

 

confidence
in myself
is very
different
than
confidence
in my
game

i believe
in
myself
too much
to want to
be
or
project
bullshit

 

 

 

af

 

 

(written as a page in notebook)