no more...
i'm getting to be so tired... i dread getting out of my bed to start the day. I wish i could stay in bed all say and never have to face anyone. getting started seems to tare me down. sometimes I wish i like my brother...then i could walk away...ir like my father...then i could turn my head and never look back...or like him....then i could find something better...or like my bosses....then i could call other people names...
there is nothing in my life that's keeping me going...everything is falling apart and the wind is blowing all the peices so far away i doubt if they will ever be put back together. sometimes i feel i'm just kidding myself. who i think i am? I shouldn't be trying to pretend to be someone i'm not. How much more can i take??
I feel like I'm running with no gas and no direction and i just can't find a gas station... but it doesn't matter because even if i found a gas station i have no money for gas......