What do I say?

What do I write when I've written it all?

Do you want some more?

Would you like rehashings of my boring feelings?

I'm sad. I'm happy. I'm mundane. I'm exciting.

I'm bored with myself.

Perhaps some writing on longing!

Like we haven't read that before.

Daniel is off at a party,

and they are at the movie.

Dundee for all!

But not for me.

I'm in my room

waiting to be sleeping.

I want to know what it is like

not to wonder if you're living normally.

I want to live in your skin.

But what do I say?

Move over please.

I want your life.