Sitting in my bed,
Enjoying a quiet, lazy morning,
And feeling morose because I haven’t had any attention today.
It always threatens to leave me in peace.
And then comes back.
Maybe this time I will find freedom.
Maybe this time I will stand up for myself.
And keep my thoughts hidden.
It doesn’t feel like I have lost love.
It feels like I have lost attention.
And there are more important things to do with my time.
