Friday, February 11, 2022

the unmaking

I have never felt more alone.

I wish that my sister or my friends or my boyfriend understood me.

I wish that I understood them.

I am unraveling and I cannot reverse the process.

I cannot stop it.

I can only watch.

As I, a person who was never made to begin with, am unmade.

Also, this album is good. 

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