I’m like forty-two minutes away from
It’s almost been half a year already,
And before you’ll know it,
I’ll be going on seventeen.
Maybe it’s time I turn tables and heads
By bringing in my alter ego. I’m
Sick of being the lovesick girl
Who broods over lovers day and night. I
Have gotten ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE
In the span of six months.
These next six,
I will spend
Without any thought of you.
It’s time I take my life back
Before these lost months
Become lost years.