Alright

I'm alright. I mean, I don't like the same things I used to anymore but people change over time right? I'm alright. There's this constant buzzing in my mind that steers my thoughts into oblivion so I distract myself to drown it out. I'm alright. These distractions keep me up all night and when I do eventually fall asleep, I sleep all day. I've never felt more alone then I do now. I'm alright. I'm constantly chasing that next high, in whatever form it takes. My destructive behaviors are only outweighed by my inaction. Sometimes its the cause. I'm alright. I fear that I may never be content. That I'll always be looking for what's next. I think that maybe if I just stay here, in this clearly awful position in life, that it'll justify my unwillingness to move forward cause if I do, then I'll just be unhappy in a better position and drag those around who I brought with me, down. I'm alright. So even when everything is all wrong, I'll just say. I'm alright.