Not sad about a test or the rain or a bad dream filled with blood.
Sad that you woke up.
Disappointed that the silent wish you made, was just that.
A wish that never came true
You have to see the same coffee table when you walk barefoot around your lounge
And smile at strangers who also eat avocado in their pasta
And breathe every few seconds, you have no choice in that
Stupid body stupid keeping itself alive
When it's exactly what you don't want to be.