Saturday, 7 November 2015

stream of consciousness: an identity crisis


maybe if the flowers were nothing
i wouldn't feel so bored.
(that doesn't make sense)
is it really an identity crisis
if you don't even know what that is
or what you feel?
maybe i'm overreacting
over the fact that i didn't wash my clothes
or maybe i just want to leave
and go somewhere that nobody knows.
i hate my voice sometimes
and the way i slur my words
i sound like an idiot
not fit to sing with the birds
ugh that was dumb.
but i sound gross!
i think i sound better in French.

(all photos from Tumblr.)

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