How It Feels

I wonder
How it feels
How it feels to be
Authentic

Mind unaddled
Not pushed to the limit and
Farther

How it feels
Waking at the
Intended hour

How it feels
When the jitters subside

Retreat, retreat
Reset, reset
The Sisyphus Seesaw

I am the infinite mixing bowl
Add a lil, add a lil
Adderall, Adderall

How it feels to
Read a book
Have I forgotten?

Mixing, mixing
All mixed up

Jumbled mess of
Radio static
I never was really here

Sometimes I don’t think I am anywhere

How it feels
Being so sure of it

How it feels
Being right