I look at my canvas and it’s just this big white empty thing and my head is just as empty and it's like all the colors just dried up and blew away with mom moving to that place and it's so EMBARRASSING to say cuz like she’s fine, she’s got people there but it feels like the whole world went quiet and now I gotta make new noise but I don’t even know what kinda noise to make and it's like a really bad joke only no one’s laughing except me and that’s kinda sad too right?

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