My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
sigh...thats such a good line.
this is the funny part of an essay i had to write:
Its not that I don’t like being awake, because I do. But I hate the actual feeling of waking up. The worst is when you put all your homework off until the day before it is due, then have to stay up late doing homework (like now for instance) and have to get up early, to go to class (like tomorrow). But even if you do get to bed at a good time, you still don’t feel like you’ve gotten enough sleep because it’s still dark out when you wake up.
How much sleep you get, and what time you wake up is just part of the pain. One of the first things you notice when you wake up is the horrible taste in your mouth that means you need to brush your teeth. Then when you manage to drag you poor, tired body out of your nice, warm bed to go pee (because you bladder is so full it hurts). You sluggishly go into the bathroom and almost die from shock. How is it possible to go to bed looking like a normal person and get up looking like Sméagol from “The Lord of the Rings”? What on earth could you have done in your sleep to make yourself look so crazy?