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Been Like This ForeverBeen Like This Forever by lady-serendipity
So I wonder if my life has always been like this, or at least vaguely like this, and I wonder if it'll be like this forever.
I sit in my room alone, even though the house is empty most of the time. I play the guitar and sing, and it's like I'm 16 again, maybe 17, and strange yet familiar feelings wash over me, and I remember what pining used to feel like.
I lie back on my bed and scream to songs I used to really love but don't much anymore.
And then I sit in silence for awhile and stare at my reflection in my mirror, because that's the only real company I get on a daily basis. I sneer and pout and laugh and after a while decide that if I actually had myself as real company, I'd get sick of myself, because no-one likes a sarcastic, depressed narcisist.
I leave myself behind in the bedroom, to sit and watch TV shows I can never remember the names of, or what they were about. I read books, and I finish them even though I'm sure I only started them this morning, or last night, or yesterday