Overwhelmed
New
All I see around me is new
New words,
New people,
New phrases
How does one make a name for herself?
More, how does one not fade into the shadows?
I want this weight off my shoulders.
They depress everytime I breathe
with what must be the pressure of a century.
Because I talk
Yet no one listens.
And now everything is
New new new
But I feel so old.
So old, my bones are melting together.
So old, my mind has stopped thinking.
So old, my heart won't beat much longer.
Everything here is so new,
yet I'm old,
tired,
lonely,
and so so so overwhelmed.