i'm depressed, she tells me on the phone.
I feel unloved.
the children want money.
the inlaws hate me.
the parents are sick and dying.
my ex is evil.
work is hell.
i'm getting old. I see it when
I look into the mirror,
i'm horrified when i
get on the scale.
none of my clothes fit anymore,
even my shoes are tight.
i'm drinking wine like water.
the world is not on my side anymore,
she says. maybe it's just the holiday
blues.
I feel alone, no one listens to me
anymore,
it's like i'm a non entity.
I have no holiday spirit.
are you still there?
yeah, i'm here, just had to take a
quick shower
and put some clothes on.
what were you saying?
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