Breakdown
Everything is boring these days.
Hugs and smiles are boring.
I’ve evolved.
It’s me, it’s always been me.
But now, there’s been a transformation.
I feel like saying that, and yelling that, and texting that.
And…I’m crazy.
And…I’ve devolved.
I went away and came back.
It was silly. It was like a dream.
I was dramatic back then.
I smile again.
I hug my mom, and it’s real.
It was like a dream.
But maybe some changes stuck, after all.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2023
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