8 DEC 2017 AT 21:26

I don't know when but I stopped caring
About the mess I left behind
Juggling my consciousness and memories
Somewhere down the line I stopped living in the moment
Amidst all the chaos I kept straining my ears
Just so I could revel in the all so familiar cacophony
Of silences and silent stares
Somehow with the anxiety I kept inside I forgot to smile
The urge to make my imagination come true,
It took on me so bad but when did it happen?
I don't know when
I don't know how
But I stopped caring
About me.

- The Cold air.