Like sad but not sad enough.
Like attention seeking.
Like I dunno, man. Most days she seems fine.
Like laziness and irritation.
Like anxiety but not full-blown panic.
Like not being able to get out of bed for three days-
but hey, what's three days?
Like never actually writing the last note,
just imagining the lines.
Like it's more of a river and not an ocean
but as far as I'm concerned
you can drown in either one.
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