10:55

It's 10:55

I'm losing my mind

I try to count sheep

But they just pass me by

I get up and sit

At my desk, bite my lip

What to write, how to feel

Maybe my humor conceals

Who I am truly

Could that possibly be

If you are not you

And I am not me

Then what is my purpose

Why am I still awake

Shut my eyes 

Nope

Why am I here

The darkness I fear

Good night, broken world

It's 10:55

And like I said, clearly

I'm losing my mind

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

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  • I think

    I think you make me really happy

    I think it’s sort of all-consuming

    I think I want to be with you every second

    Of every day

    I think maybe what keeps me up at night

    Is replaying you

    Replaying us

  • Together

    You’re different

    With all of us

    Versus just me.

    You’re different

    With a whole crazy friend group

    Than you are when it’s us chilling in your basement watching Stranger Things 

  • People

    People want things from me

    This incredible group of people

    They want me to mediate

    To laugh

    To help them with x, y, and z

    They want me to come with them

    Pulling me in different directions constantly