thirty
In three months I’ll turn thirty
And my sister will still be 25
Three months seems so long when
All you can think of
Is seeing those two little lines
Three months and you talk to his family
You’re married but they don’t recognize
That three months is too long
You can’t afford the trip but your trip into town is all
They talk about
Three months when they say that
Your dog’s at the end of his rope
But you’re hoping for more
Three months 90 days do you
Buy three packs of his favourite treat or four
Three months since you’ve last seen your friends and you’re craving
a long late night talking
and unless you reach out it’ll be
three more
and its all in my mind
that these last ten pounds all it takes is three months
parts of myself lost I swear they’ll be found
one month sober down I feel ty
and its all in my mind
another three months now
my family they don’t know how
so they say
its all in their minds
A year and three months thinking
Two lines is not the question of
When but how and how much
And its all in my mind
As I stand in the line
The doctor he says
My prescription is good for three months
Copyright © Olivia Giovannetti | Year Posted 2025
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