Insanely Mundane

The time
I spend
with you
Is insanely mundane

conversations monosyllabic

I get high,
I watch you,
and I smile...

Inside
I'm racing.
Trying to figure out
what moves to make
And the placement...

Of emotions is
too much
for you alone,
when you've got
your own shit to endure.

Misfortune's my displacement.

Walking around,
watching the world,
pass us (you) by.

In this dreamlike state,
I'm constantly awake...

I haven't slept for days

-Katrina