Foggy

i don’t want to feel so foggy.

i can’t seem to grasp this idea of thinking clearly,

of feeling so clearly

it’s like there’s no more room for thought

my mind, it’s filled with this

powdery, grey haze

powering through my brain

destroying any glimpse of life left

and I don’t know how to make it stop.

 

how do you make it stop?

can you please make it STOP?

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Robots

Why is there this need to constantly be perfect?To always follow trends and never look a little broken?

We are reproducing robots, clones with no individuality. Rotting under layers and layers of fashion trends that eventually will be outdated. It’s miserable to think that as individuals we all try to look the same, trying to become somebody we end up being nobodies.

We’ve all just become manufactured robots, all the same.