why am i constantly looking for something i know i wont find. i tend to feel that sometimes it would be right in front of me and the moment i feel that i have my hands on it, it becomes invisible. falls through the creases of my hands like sand.
im comfortably confused. yet, i feel that some day maybe something or someone will break me out of this weird mood, phase, term, what ever the fuck you wanna call it.
I dont know why i attract stupid ass fucks.
im starting to think someone attached a sign on my back.
don't get me wrong i dont think this all has to do with being with someone but i think it mainly has to do with my loss of sleep and my tendency to never have free time.
being busy is something that i wish i wasn't anymore.
everyones out in the city in cars in buses on the streets with friends with family while i sit at home waiting for the clock to hit 9 so i can fall asleep only to wake up the next morning at 5.
im never content.
when will i ever be content?
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