Waiting and Wanting
Like the title? It's a title of a new song that I'm writing. I like it, and yet, I hate it. Sometimes I think it's neat, the way my mind works, but most of the time it's horrible. Sometimes I just wish that I could be somebody else for a day, just to see how other people think. That way I can figure out if there actually is something very very wrong with me.
On a completely different note, I wish I had air conditioning. I've been sweating all day, and that is something I absolutely hate.
I feel scatter-brained, and I can't seem to focus on anything. So much is going through my mind that it gets to be unbearable. I keep going through different emotions in rapid succession. For example, within one minute I can feel depressed, confused, angry, happy, ashamed, scared, and the depressed again. I mostly just feel depressed and lonely. It's hard, trying to pretend to not let things bother me. I know I said that I'd stop hoping and try to say that I'll stop waiting, but I'm not sure that I can. It's almost been a month.
I'm crying now... I think I should stop writing.
On a completely different note, I wish I had air conditioning. I've been sweating all day, and that is something I absolutely hate.
I feel scatter-brained, and I can't seem to focus on anything. So much is going through my mind that it gets to be unbearable. I keep going through different emotions in rapid succession. For example, within one minute I can feel depressed, confused, angry, happy, ashamed, scared, and the depressed again. I mostly just feel depressed and lonely. It's hard, trying to pretend to not let things bother me. I know I said that I'd stop hoping and try to say that I'll stop waiting, but I'm not sure that I can. It's almost been a month.
I'm crying now... I think I should stop writing.