Lips start moving
Eyes start to fade
How am I so f*cking boring?
Feels like pulling teeth just to talk about my day
Numb tongue
Awkward smile
Mind blank
Bumbling f*ck
Outside myself
Between two fires
Stumble through talk
Nodding and laughing and hiding the fact that my character is thin
When will this conversation end?
Every effort tired
Gave up I tried
Cyclical, unrelenting
Deteriorating mind
Trite attempts mark weaknesses
Will burning low
The weight of contact, crushing me
Pull the blinds, go back to sleep