It’s 2025 and I’m watching an image of you looking aesthetic.
We used to disrupt class with our jokes.
I was able to laugh at humor only we could get.
You lost me when my record broke.
You couldn’t hear my tune anymore so you pulled away.
It’s been years.
Keeping up the facade is so boring now.
When I get to my room and no one is looking, I sigh and take off the mask.
I lie in my bed and watch the ceiling fan, as my head spins.
Sometimes my life is depressing and I’m so sick of it.
I watch what you do, I like what you show.
You seem so vibrant and full of life.
I want to tear the thoughts right out of my head.
Damnit, you look so normal to a thing like me.
But it didn't matter how much time passed.
We were kids then, and I didn't get it yet.
When you left; abandoned my side,
Somehow, that became my problem to bear.
I called your name and you turned to look.
I was yours in the lost-in-found, and you never came back for me.
I don't think I can keep performing as my stage cracks and crumbles.
I've wasted time treading dark water in the depths of my shame.
It's funny to me that you and I have grown up.
Because, I barely even noticed.