Like this

The rain outside makes me not want do go anywhere.
I feel tired. Don't want to fight anymore.
It's colder than I thought it would be.
Is it always going to be like this?

I feel trapped in my own house, can't do the things I want to do.
I didn't sleep as well as I should have.
TV off, radio off, I read a book.
Does it have to be like this?

So many things so different from the way I would have them be.
And then again, that is true not only for me.
I wish I could take things back.
Take so many things and make them so different.

But everyone is different.
Why do I care?
Do I have to be alone like this?

No.