8am.
It’s about 8am. I haven’t slept yet. I haven’t woken up yet.
I go through each day knowing that i do in fact affect someones soul.
But it’s not a soulful smile, nor a warm feeling in the stomach.
It’s disappointment. I go through each day not giving smiles, but giving little grim nothings.
Change is the answer. It’ll be good for me. It’ll be good for us.
Don’t look me in the eyes. You’ll see i can’t.
