At the breakfast table
watching my cornflakes go soft.
Pulling off my clothes
crying in front of my reflection.
Sitting in class
thinking of the people I've forgotten.
Lost for the third time
on the same footpath.
"My past cements itself as my future"
Walking back home
with pain in my neck and strain in my shoulder.
"I know they're all watching me"
Listening to my roommates
laugh together in the kitchen.
Stepping over the pile of laundry and food boxes
to go lock the door for the 4th day in a row.
"I'm depressed again"
You see me sitting alone in the restaurant,
how are you? You ask.
"I'm doing just okay."