Figuring It Out

I’ve found it hard to understand what I want

With other people in my head

Crowding my thoughts

With expectation and judgement

Life moves like a bullet

And I’m trying to catch my breath

Holding onto the moments I should

Fuck it’s all depressing

Is this what I wanted

What I want

I’m tired and want to fall off this world

With love

Elizabeth Almeida ©2022

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