In theory I can work ungodly amounts of hours
without any days off,
and make only minimum wage,
In theory I can go days without seeing my friends
or speaking to them.
In theory I can love him,
and he won't be sad that I'm tired
and want to go to bed when I come home.
In theory I can take care of my sick mother,
who needs any extra time that I have left after work,
and needs me to help her remember how to dial the phone
because she's sick and can't remember how.
In theory I'm suppose to not be upset
when she tells me that I don't care about her,
and that I haven't come in to check on her
when I spent five hours with her
as soon as I got home
the night before.
It should be easy to make sure she's been eating
I should be able to pretend these scars,
never came from a dark time in my past.
I should be able to remind myself
that this too will pass.
this life should be much more simple.
So many things,
are a lot more simple
only in theory.
just some ramblings