I woke up with a cataclysm of thoughts
flowing through my head.
A torrential downpour.
Immobilized with emotion,
all of which
I constantly
[attempt to]
force myself
not
to feel.
Jaded,
to all things relevant.
Consumed,
by all things habitual.
Ascertaining the authenticity of my worth.
[Unnecessary is an understatement.]
There is a distinct difference between
allowing something to go unnoticed
and
seeing the value of something and looking past it.
*On that note,
Where do I stand?
