brooklyn

quiet disrupted by sirens and lights

streets scattered with people and waste

friends, foes, strangers that you will never meet

families, store clerks, homeless people

confusion, structure

why do i even try.

my mind it so scattered and jumbled

can't make sense of anything 

want one thing 

say or do the opposite

live here, live there

class

home

maybe food

sleep? whats that?

wake up late

lies

confusion and combustion

will my mind continue to expand or will it eventually explode?

are you really there or is that a lie too?

who do you trust? who can i rely on?

i'm over it all, over and over and over

smiles and tears existing in the same space, 

can't control them

bed. lay awake eyes closed mind spinning, never stopping.

night.