so much to be done
that can't be done yet
a stressed little monster in my chest
gnawing
trying to ignore it
and go about my life
but oh, what life?
i have no life anymore
the sun is shining
and it's warm outside
i don't go outside
anymore.
i know i should.
i want to graduate
and move on
i want a dishwasher
and a homewasher
i want to be able to run
i dreamt i couldn't walk anymore
because of my knee
so i had to ride on a large dog
somehow, it was my seeing eye dog
because losing my ability to walk naturally meant
i was blind as well
but still, somehow i must have been able to see
because we went to see a movie
in somebodys ultra-modern home.
and then the room (it was a kitchen)
flied away, down the street
and i realized that the people who lived there
were aliens.
but they were kind aliens.
i watch tv-shows in the morning
to try to forget that i don't have a life anymore
by watching other people's constructed lives
i can play along
i'm waiting for the summer to begin
waiting
without actually having the time to wait
and still somehow i find the time
to watch tv-shows
