I won’t.

No,I won’t go outside,

to breath in the fresh air.

I won’t light another heart

till there’s smoke within.

I won’t come out of my pj

or leave that lonely bowl of ice cream.

I won’t throw the crumbled tissues,

not today or tomorrow.

I won’t hear your cold words

but wrap up like a burrito,

and won’t come out of my blanky,

providing me the warmth that you lacked.

I won’t sit in that pint-size cubicle,

and follow your mind-numbing rules.

Let the bills pile up and touch the roof,

from today I won’t run behind you,

holding that sugar free coffee, you ordered.

I won’t dream for a promotion,

but try to be the person whom I forgot years ago.


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