chapped lips
Im tired, Im cold, Im sad. I sit in this chair, and let everything pour out of me at once. I cant seem to express everything I want to say anymore, I know that people want to know what I think, and what I feel, but maybe I just want to keep those feelings to myself sometimes. I feel so out of the circle all of a sudden, and I really dont mind all that much. I want to experience different things, and be friends with different people. The thing is, I dont know who those people are going to be. I wish I could just be 7 again, the perfect age. Not a worry in the world, at least for me there wasn't. My biggest problems were whether or not it was going to rain the next day. Why's everyone in such a rush to grow up? What's so great about being old? You can buy alcohol legally and drink yourself to a world that people think solves everything? eh, whatever you want to think. My eyes are slowly closing on me, eyelids heavier and heavier by the minute. A long awaited sleep has been issued, and will take place in approximately 2 minutes...