I think I've got a lot going on
And a bright future ahead
But lately it's dawned on me
To make realistic life plans
Not just the month-to-month
Where I'm barely getting by
In what's become a routine
For my quiet small town life
Maybe one day I can leave
Or try and fall in love again
You'll think I have a crush but
I'm having way too much fun
Too much fun being myself, like
I cannot handle how much fun
I am having, ah, but then I think
How and why am I the last one?
Why am I the only single person
Left in my family? And when did
This happen or sneak up on me?
Even my little sister has a s/o
And so do all of my old friends
Who are getting ready or married
While I sit here in all the fun I'm having
Wondering what on earth am I doing?
Why hasn't any relationship worked?
And is it something wrong with me?
Am I too crazy? Not cute enough?
Did my ex start a rumor about me?
Sometimes I'm brutally single
And I'll overthink everything
But I don't even want think
About my nonexistent love life
Why I haven't found the one?
Sometimes it gets to me, but
Then I'll forget and overthink
Those life plans I don't have yet
The poetry collection from Sabaitide.