Upside Down

If I am to be honored
Which I most definitely
Am not to be
Do not think of doing it
In the days leading up to, during, and after
You are about to put me underground.
That shit is bullshit.  I have gone.
I'll never hear it anyways.
It's not for me, anyhow.  It's for you.

On second thought.
Go for it.  Don't care.
Dance the days away.

getting past

Last night I texted a friend just to tell her I don't have any friends.  What a fucking joke I've become.

It's been a little bit since I've posted in here.  That's the way of things though, for me at least.  I feel like there are a lot of people who don't have the problems with inertia and frustration that I do.  Some people seem like they can just get up and go, right from the start of the morning.  I've never been that way.  It's a struggle just to get out of bed.  Everyday.  Throw on top of that an unhealthy dose of attitudinal saltiness and I wonder if my inertia isn't a benefit to the rest of the world I might encounter.

Struggling for the bright side but if you squint hard enough it's right there.  I can't explain it more than I already have without sounding like I'm throwing a pity party or being unreasonably harsh on myself.  But just trust that there's a bright side.  Even if you're not always in it.