crumbs

Feels as if I'm doing it again
Picking at the small crumbs and pieces
Time passes without notice
While picking

Losing my mind in a
Slow, dull, numb-minded
Part in my life
A worthless little speck on the map
A book of sad, lonely, whiny, cliche bullshit

Am I alone though
Feeling like fucking
Jekyl and Hyde
Lose time and focus
Lost in a confusion of parallel worlds
Don't know which one is real