I can’t see through my conscious

What is going on through my mind

I don’t want to see any person

I don’t want to hear another

I like the thought of disappearing

I enjoy feeling alone for just a moment

How peaceful and quiet it can be

The season has changed in my mind

No more parties, no more talking

No more socializing and prioritizing

Anyone or anything

Selfishness swallows me whole

My emotions feeling worn and torn

But I can’t see why or how

I don’t want to talk about it

I want to dance to my music

Write my own stories and wishes

Down a singing pond & draw circles

In sands endlessly pondering

How easy life is without constant.

Constant.

Constant opinions and thoughts,

constant emotions of others

Constantly prioritizing other people

Constant ups and downs

Constantly feeling disappointment

Constantly forgiving and choosing

Others hoping I’ll feel happy through

Others decisions that might, just might

Include me.

I’m tired.