that the weekend just got over and i want the next one to start
that the songs i listen to give me a momentary high
that the genuinity level of my caring is going down so fast that its scary
that the more i think the more i cant figure it out
that the constant buzz in my head doesnt go
that time seems to be slipping away so damn quickly
that the words i read dont get registered
that food doesnt taste good anymore
that being alone suits me the most
that i just do whats necessary, nothing more
funny the way it is......
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