Going On

Other people's phrases,
in her head
created of real feelings
   unlike hers
and she feels like shit
but she can't stop going on.
Repeated phrases that never make sense
and clouds rolling by.
Green trees and green grass
   and the isle of green,
of dreams,
and she's feeling like shit,
but she can't not go on
and suddenly they're all gone
and she's floating high above herself
in a colourless background
where she has no cares and no worries
and she has no self to feel like shit
and she's aready stopped going on.