it must be a privilege to feel seen and heard
to witness the things that I deserve
hope loses it's shade waiting for another day
to have someone who's one call away
there's no shame in wanting
yet I blame it on me endlessly
I'm a human who is falling
who does not want to be
struggling to find what's mine
beneath all the facade I'm losing time
it ticks and ticks but no one lends
a hand of comfort for my soul to amend
running through time
should I slow down for a while?
even if i do, I am still drowning alone
that's one word that always runs in bold
