Elucidating Questions

There are days I really am afraid I’m dying

Days like today where I slept most of the day

Days where it’s even worse and I can’t even stand properly

Woke up just long enough to be charmed

I wish I could stop being preoccupied by the entire planet

There’s nothing I can do about it anyways

My body tells me I’ve been worrying too much

Too stressed

I wish I could sit in my castle and not have to worry about the rest of the world

Nor mine

I would never be able to do that while others are suffering

What am I going to do with this wretched affection?

It’s even making me smile now

Didn’t even hear the music just saw the playing part of it

It must be nice to be able to play while you work

I don’t know what draws me to you

What repels you from me

I wish I could walk up and hand you my poems and then watch you read them

I wish I could walk into a blender and come out attractive so I’d finally be worth someone’s time

It’s never the right words

And I’m so afraid that it’s all going to come to an end

Is it really just a tragedy Hermes?

They say if you give it your all something will come of it

My waking hours get shorter

My body becomes more sluggish

Am I never going to see even a piece of the better world I imagined?

Did I really do all of this for nothing?