I´ve been feeling sad today
And I can neither blame it on PMS,
Nor on the feeling of unrequited love.
I don´t really know why I´m sad now
Meaning if I´m sad because I´m sad,
Or if I´m sad because I´m happy
And since happy is not a familiar place,
I hurry back to sad
Because I can do sad better.
Am I this broken, or is this normal?
Listening to Amy Winehouse-
“At least I´m not drinking”, she sings-
I wish I could drink myself senseless,
So I don´t feel a damn thing
Feeling is overrated,
My depression seems alluring now.
“Don´t forget the shoes!”
The shoes, right!
Or else I´d have to walk bare-footed,
I´d probably burn my feet
On the ice.
“Don´t forget your coat!”
The coat, right!
I´ll keep that in mind
I should sew my buttons, too
It´s getting colder by the day.
Never mind, never mind,
There´s no place for so much feeling
The internet is flooded with words
And people in their right mind suffer secretly.
“People, you say?”
What do I care about people?
I´m my own people
My own species and my own kind.
I have no filter.
Confused, you said?
I get that. Sort of.
But I´m not good at waiting
And I never was.
It´s not that I´m so sure,
But at least I can own my feelings
It´s a grown-up thing, I feel,
But hey, we´re not all grown-ups.