Processing progress.
Love collapse.
Nobody will give you space.
Pause and call them out.
Now things are making sense.
Family of many.
Pretentious.
Everyone now leaves you alone.
Now you’re lonely.
Is this the way its meant?
I’m now living alone,
with my pets.
Mistakingly asking them,
what they want to be fed.
I’m now living alone,
with full regrets.
Maybe I should go out,
but what would my animals think?
I’m now living alone,
giving the pets,
the utmost attention.
What would the neighbors think?
