To spite what happened last night,
the sun is out and the lights are on,
my eyes are swelling to the heat and the snow reflecting its own brightness.
I remember being someone better,
someone with more energy and confidence
I never cared about the walls and looks
outside of what they represented in the timeline I’m forced to use.
There was only the confidence
that has since disappeared
lost itself among the empty compliments
like loose change in couches
and needles in the carpet.