Thoughtless Poem by Victor Osorio

I have my bad days
I let it get to me
I guess I'll stay home
Avoiding the outside
Posioning my inside
What is happy?
Don't we need love?
What is sad?
Don't look above
Quiet but loudly spoken
ThoughtLess--like a mistake
Pretend to think ahead
Dealing with drama of now
Distract the depression
Maybe show it some love
ThoughtLess-hope is fake
It's the same old for me
What else is new
ThoughtLess-time to wake.