Feels like waving from a boat, even talking with my closest friends.
And then I'm drowning. Been treading water for hours and I just don't have any strength left. The lucky ones are circling me on their boats and jet skis. Mocking me. Telling me to just keep kicking. I've lasted longer than any of them would, but I guess I'm a pussy because they say so.
I'm so tired. I've worked too hard to be broke and alone. Staying at places, but no where to live. I can fill all the hours. I'll cover for you anytime. I can't pass the rental application. I was going to school. Earned some awards. But I keep moving backward. No power. No voice. Limited to surface communication because if you learn my history, you'll hate me too. Maybe you won't call it hate. That's what it is.