Like I’ve released something. 
Like I need to keep on going. 
Like I need to forgive the past. 

Accept it was a time of learning, at least it wasn’t a lifetime. 
You know not, how many times I’ve wondered. 

If other people live like this. 
With all this shit in their heads. 
Going on and on. 
Like a mouse in a loop. 

Scurrying. 

Scurrying.