this is me
life should be
fun for everyone
I came close this time. Too close. I looked at myself in the mirror. And told myself.
“You’re going to go down to your room. Open the draw. Get the medicine. And take one pill”
But before I could even react it changed.
“Two pills.” And then. “Three pills. Four pills”
Everyone says it’ll get better. But no one says when. When will it get better?