Coffee shop visits
Fraud that I am only here for wifi and people watching.
Coffee’s only good if the milk and sugar mask the bitterness
I am bitter about the bitterness that seems to have built up inside me
This spills over into my people watching
My people interacting
Trying to sweeten myself only seems to make myself sick
Maybe it’s not bitterness exactly rather frustration
I am frustrated with myself
I am some how never enough and always too much for my mind to handle.
So when I look at people walking down pavements going on with their lives
I wonder if as they wander they think like me.