This close

To an explosion

(Every minute)

Hope

Judging others for having
Romantic dreams
Coming too late to the realization
That life is difficult,
That it's not as you imagined

(Harboring a small amount of hope,
Nonetheless,
That life will turn out as you imagined)

So relaxing

To be with people
Without ambition

Note to self

Remember to

Look at the mirror every day
And be careful not to become
As the one you claim to loathe

Adulting

When you
Stop thinking of children as
Complex little humans
Full of innocence
But also mischief, curiosity
Anger, jealousy, intensity
Evil, scheming, cruelty
And unaware of the impacts
Of so much of it

And start processing them as
Stereotyped cute  beings

Am i on the other side of
The fence now?
Did it take too long?
Or not long enough?
Or the wrong turn entirely?
Should i have resisted more?

exhausting

people who don't speak
until you speak
and when you start speaking
they repeat what you say,
overlapping every sentence
and you don't know whether
to complete your sentence
or wait for them to complete
their parroting

people belike
two cassette players
on at the same time

As in life

In my dreams

Big, fast cars whiz by me
Overtaking, bullying, speeding
Almoat touching my fragile cycle
Leaving me shaken and shocked

That moment when

Endorphins were flying in the air
Thick enough to swim through

Overload faces

That phase of live when
Every new person you see
Reminds you of someone
Youhave already me

And you realize that
The suitcase of memories
Is full and
You need to remove some things
To make space for new ones

Withdrawal

Like the memory of every sad thing
Every time you were stressed
Cried, were depressed
Agitated and felt caged
Came back at once

And the body has no way
Of producing new endorphins
To combat any of it