Prose

Back to square one
haunted by the shadows of yester years
Feels like I'm pointlessly arguing with the past
Like it is arguing with me

'Past why have you forgotten me.'
Caught in between yesterday and tomorrow.
Feels like I have no answers
only endless questions.

Feeling sad once again
don't know how to make friends
even less how to keep them

Looking
oh wait a minute!
it's because i'm bored
and listening to sad songs.
maybe i'm just waiting for someone to save me?
hmmm