MANIA
All it takes is a beautiful fake smile to hide an injured soul and they will never notice how broken you really are… -Robin Williams
Today, I’m going to skydive into the deepest pit out there: earth.
I’m going to dance in my underwear when I wake up, and sing about reckless abandon and falling in love with strangers on a whim.
I’ll eat leftover pizza from the backseat of the car of a friend I didn’t know belonged to me – we must have met at the last party I drowned my problems away at, singing stupid country songs in short shorts just to make a statement.
I never know what statement I’m going to make from one day to the next.
They call me unpredictable.
Today, I’m going to skydive into the deepest pit out there: earth.
I’m going to kiss girls I don’t like and steal cigarettes from the mouths of boys I like just to let everyone know I’m completely in control – even though the secret is that I’m just chaos running on regret.
I run from one regret to get to the next.
It’s a race I’ll never win.
Today, I’m going to skydive into the deepest pit out there: earth.
I’m going crazy just for the rush.
But why does my adrenaline pump so hard, like I’m manic for more sadness than I already have?
Why am I going skydiving into the deepest pit out there?
I don’t even want to be on this earth.
So what was I thinking when I climbed onto this plane just to jump into it again?
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