not so peculiar

I’m drowning

Fading

The surface is barely seen

I see something brown in a glance

Floating on the water

Sailing to me

Should I reach it?

But I’m drowning

The water devouring me

Touching my skin, hurting it

My lungs is half full. suffocating

But should I reach the wood?

Because I’m alone

The water is my company

Isn’t it a sacrifice?

My heart says “don’t”

Me: *procrastinates with assessments*

Me: *procrastinates with dieting*

Me: *procrastinates with exercise*

Me: *procrastinates with sleep*

Me: *procrastinates with hobbies*

Me: *procrastinates with basically everything, even shit I WANT to do*

Me: lol i'm so busy and swamped and work so hard, I've earned a break :)

Joy and sadness

Laugh and cry

It's the only moment I care about myself

Forget outer world

Moment of self-reflection

Do I need this?

Do I want this?

Have I repressed the feeling to buy this? For how long?

Finally I put me first

It's a relief

The smile comes back

No regrets after all

Only worry about tomorrow

The money I've spent

Yet I'm not overthinking it

Cause I know,

I've gained a lot

Of shopping

Therapy to be self-loving

The title

The genre

Depends on the attitude of its author

And in life, it's me. It's you. It's frist point of view

But they forget to tell the world, tell me

How to choose the relativity

Using psychology, maybe?

Anything that helps

Cause telling it without the mechanism

Only creates more self-blaming

Self-hatred