Mothy is my alone state
Definitely a depressed mode
Not hopeless, just sad-pensive
Themes aren’t dark but misty
Everything is misty and hazy

Mothy is walking home alone at night with a full moon in bloom
It’s long sleeve weather
It’s foggy, there’s no noise and you’re anxiously walking
Erie and uneasy, what’s hiding in the shadows? kinda weather

You’re not sad, not completely scared
Maybe you had a nice evening and your mind drifts to that recent memory
Until a creak or a crack snaps you back
That’s a Mothy feeling
that’s what I feel

On the spectrum of fight or flight
You’re edging the later
What, start into a full-on sprint?
that would look crazy
What if you see someone you know?
No, you teeter but hold center
Oh that’s froth with Moth

It’s tension and angst
Tug and pull
Left then right
In. then, out.
Feel better?
Not really?
Mothy