I try to fix things for others and I can't even fix things myself.
I can't pay my rent or my bills.
I live alone.
I am never there so poor Everett is always home without me.
I can't get a second job that wouldn't: 1. Interfere with my other job 2. Pay me enough to make a Monday through Thursday worth it 3. Allow me to have any semblance of a life.
I feel like just moving and not telling anyone.
I don't even have words anymore.
I can't pay my rent or my bills.
I live alone.
I am never there so poor Everett is always home without me.
I can't get a second job that wouldn't: 1. Interfere with my other job 2. Pay me enough to make a Monday through Thursday worth it 3. Allow me to have any semblance of a life.
I feel like just moving and not telling anyone.
Disappearing and starting over.
Or just cutting ties with every relationship I have and have to work all day and night to stay in the most out dated, unsafe, loud ass apartment.
I don't even have words anymore.
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