Where do I go from here?
Far away. Never return. Be your own something.
No, I have to linger. They need me. To watch them I suppose.
I'm here and yet so far away gone.
My mind is lost with itself.
My head, it spins at the thought
Of a new life coming to mine.
Should I be petrified? Should I be scared?
Should I wallow in thought about it much longer?
Where do I go from here?
The front of the line, the end of the line, the middle?
Am I lost indefinitely? Lost in my dreams but not fully tired.
I'll sleep when I'm bored,
It'll stop me from gorging myself on chocolate.
I'll lose myself in thought about death and cancers,
Eating away at my very core, but letting me remain.
All the world is changing, all the people are changing.
Will this never stop? Nope, not possible.
The world could end today, tomorrow, could have been yesterday.
But I would have remained because,
I'm not so sure of what is and isn't real.
And I do not know where to go from here.