Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
I hate popular people
I hate going outside
I’m going outside right now
Sometimes I wonder
How long it would take
For people to notice
If I'd went away
Weeks? Months? Years?
And the next thing
afterwards I wonder about
Is the how, the act
And how they'd react
When they'd find me
Laying lifeless in my bed
Like the husk that
I already am
Would they recognize me?
Would they understand?
There is poison in the water 💔