Tell me everything is OK

2024 / April - August

Every day is like an exhausting fight for a change,
hope that I’ve moved even an inch farer
I don’t know if you ever gonna go back here
sometimes it makes me shake inside,
I’m angry at myself that I still care
Could I be less serious about it? My body is getting tired of this /
Questioning all my choices but making decisions
anyway
It feels like I can’t trust myself
and make it all meaningless in one moment
I think I would lose and go back where I don’t want to
if I say something
It’s over, it won’t be different
It’s over, it won’t be different
It’s over, it won’t be different
It’s over, it won’t be different
and I’m not going back for the same

Ongoing and expanding collection, based on experience of breaking the circle. I hope that’s how I can name it.