I breathe the forest like i breathe the ocean like i breathe stress

When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
with the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit


Sorry i have been so sad, Sorry i am being mean and dissapointing.
I don't know what is wrong, but something is wrong.