It’s late at night.
I’m lying on my bed with my phone in my hand, scrolling without even knowing what I’m looking at.
The room is quiet, but my head is so loud.
I keep replaying old conversations.
I think about what I should have said, what I could have done, and what I wish I could forget.
Sometimes I even create new situations in my head that may never happen.
It’s tiring.
But still, I can’t stop.
I tell myself to sleep, but my mind refuses to listen.
And so I just lie there… stuck with thoughts that don’t seem to have an off button.
I’m lying on my bed with my phone in my hand, scrolling without even knowing what I’m looking at.
The room is quiet, but my head is so loud.
I keep replaying old conversations.
I think about what I should have said, what I could have done, and what I wish I could forget.
Sometimes I even create new situations in my head that may never happen.
It’s tiring.
But still, I can’t stop.
I tell myself to sleep, but my mind refuses to listen.
And so I just lie there… stuck with thoughts that don’t seem to have an off button.