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I hate when everything I could possibly do on a night goes wrong. I try to think of something else to do. Nothing. Sit in my chair, stare at the screen, try to figure out why I haven't removed my work clothes. Check myspace only to remember I checked it 1 minute earlier. Nothing new...damn. Depression from an old source. Myself.
And I wonder, how long do I listen to:
"You'll find someone"
while everyone else has lapped you.
How long do I allow my heart slowly pain for the next new thing before I give up forever.
I'll be one of those sad middle aged men I see pass in front of me daily. The noticably awkward and weird. The ones that have actual reasons for not having a successful love life. What's mine? I suppose it's hard to notice your own reason. Either that or you just don't want to accept it.
Relieved of one problem only to have another. I need a labotomy.
And I wonder, how long do I listen to:
"You'll find someone"
while everyone else has lapped you.
How long do I allow my heart slowly pain for the next new thing before I give up forever.
I'll be one of those sad middle aged men I see pass in front of me daily. The noticably awkward and weird. The ones that have actual reasons for not having a successful love life. What's mine? I suppose it's hard to notice your own reason. Either that or you just don't want to accept it.
Relieved of one problem only to have another. I need a labotomy.