we are invin(s)cible

i love (not) being normal.
little things make bigger things when we leave them undone.
i'm in love with being alone.
i am in awe of the darkness.
i am filled with "i wish" and "what if".
i used my last wish on a falling star.
childlike innocence and false pretences.
i'm pretending i just don't care.
i'm (not) so stuck.
i'm sinking.
back to where i was before.
this time i feel like i am not going to make it.