dark hollow days

i feel like i am living my days in some dark hollows, skipping from one to another, there has been very little light of what is happening, what i am going to do, or what i am supposed to be doing. there has been very little clue and no comfort.

i cannot decide for myself which approach to take. i have very little control of what is happening, and i am really tired. maybe very little of it is about me. maybe i play a very little role in all these. and maybe it matters very little with or without me.

maybe this is how you play the outsider role, by forever standing at the door. sometimes you are in, sometimes you are out. it is strictly by invitation.

i don't want to play this game anymore. 

here is to the last days of a sweet, sweet summer

i never managed to be in good skin, or in good shape.
it came and it ended, in movements unexpectedly fast.

may i be prettier, sweeter, smarter, everything better
the next time we meet.