spending every night in a coffee shop to avoid today becoming tomorrow is becoming an addiction instead of a habit.

avoid the cold.

avoid people.

blah blah.

it's over.

then you wake up.

another day.

another bavarian cream doughnut.

another idea.

another complaint.

wasted.

um.

people.

can't be trusted.

5 am again.

time to smoke.

time to sleep.

wash.

rinse.

repeat.

not living.

not dead.

aimlessly 

floating

along.

dont let inner peace get too close

cry about it if you want,
but i wouldn't worry,
because you'll never understand
what anyone is saying.