sitting on this park bench all day, watching everyone walk by with their coffees and laptops, sometimes it feels like im the only one without a purpose. saw a guy my age in a suit laughing on a call about some big promotion, and im just here waiting for the sun to go down so i can go back to the shelter.
so i overheard my neighbor talking about how she bought new furniture and was like thinking how am i still here with my beat-up couch and that awful coffee table i found on the curb, just makes me feel worse about my place when they casually drop that kind of info.
woke up to another empty fridge, same old struggle juggling deliveries while waiting for a text from my sibling who's always posting their new job promo and i can’t even remember the last time i had a full meal, let alone a decent night's sleep, and the neighbors with their loud parties just remind me how much i'm missing out on while i wash another set of sheets stained from care routines like it’s just my life now.
woke up to another empty fridge, same old struggle juggling deliveries while waiting for a text from my sibling who's always posting their new job promo and i can’t even remember the last time i had a full meal, let alone a decent night's sleep, and the neighbors with their loud parties just remind me how much i'm missing out on while i wash another set of sheets stained from care routines like it’s just my life now.
sat in the park all day, watching people juggle their responsibilities while i pretend my backpack is full of important meetings or something, honestly the only thing in it is a bottle of water and a granola bar i bought last week. it's funny how people move forward and i'm just standing here, taking notes on life like a spectator but really i feel like i am stuck in a slow motion film loop.