"There's no driver at the wheel"
I don't know why I do things sometimes. I have an exam in 5 hours, and I don't intend on going. If I think about it more I realise that I never had any intention on going. But I can't understand why. I can't seem to muster up enough ... will. What's wrong with me?
I can work ridiculous hours - there's no problem with pushing myself through that kind of torture. So why can't I handle uni?
I feel like I should be sad about this all ... but I don't feel much at all - just confusion.
I can work ridiculous hours - there's no problem with pushing myself through that kind of torture. So why can't I handle uni?
I feel like I should be sad about this all ... but I don't feel much at all - just confusion.