I hate that the more I get to know people the less about them I tend to like,
I don't know when I became so misanthropic,
I sit and stare at an empty wall and feel it's plight.
A place where all time subsides.
Mt mind is racing, a billion jolts fired at every topic inside.
It freezes me in a place where there's nowhere else to go,
Where everything loses focus and all I feel is myself.
I look in mirrors, I see myself on screens,
All I feel is what I see, and what I see is nothing.
Surely, this can't be how it feels for everyone, right?
I can change this and be like the people who smile and aren't so uptight?
I hope it is, but I know better than to be such an optimist.
In my best times this emptiness was still brewing waiting for the next time it took control of the ride.
I think there's something wrong with me.
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Tommy Ballard
I'm a professional writer, a poet, a digital artist and an amateur musician. In my free time, I'm often be found pondering magnets, breaking and entering random homes to steal locks of human hair, and dosing snoring sleepyheads with Zyns
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I hope you're okay.🫶
Maybe you just need a sabbatical away from people....introverts often do (speaking from experience.)