Oh here it comes again.

I feel like nothing is going forward whatever what I do

I just found out that I'm one of those people that didn't move on from high school.

I don't know,

Maybe I'm just assuming things.

Days progress fast and slow

Yet it remains the same

Dull and cold

All I could do is numb the emotions

But I can't cry anymore

When it happens again and again I don't cry to the sorrow

I laugh in despair 

Like an existential hysteria

It's horrifying 

I never believed in the sort

the worst I could previously do was rummage in frustration

This is now a new low.