sawdust.

wake up

immediately block my boyfriend.

i know

that he'll understand why. i don't.

id like

for it to rain today, but it doesn't.

id like

for my flowers to die. they don't.

id like

to be stuck in tragic accident.

id like

for my boyfriend to hate me.

i reach

for anything that may be wrong

because

it feels wrong, but i know it's not.

cycles

bore me, but never punch me

and

there's really nothing to do

except

silently watch the noise around,

sitting

in the center of it all.