I woke up unhappy.
without any particular reason,
with no reason at all.
My family loves me,
my friends love me,
he loves me maybe...
I am loved.
I am accepted for who I am.
I am proud of what I've done.
I woke up unhappy today.
because although I'm loved,
I still feel a little bit alone.
And although I am home,
I still feel like a tourist.
An outsider.
I cant shake off all the goodbyes I've said this year.
All the goodbyes I didnt get to say..
It's been a year and nearly nothing has changed.
what a fucking surprise
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