I lay in bed all day.

I don’t want it to be any other way.

I keep my phone on vibrate.

Remove it from my space.

High-key miserable as fuck.

I’m lost as fuck.

Feeling some kind of way.

Living life in sweatpants and hoodies.

Just here wasting away.

Reneé, Sydney. Her Final Entries: A Collection of Poems and Affirmations