call it what you want.

Dec 21, 2006 22:30

i went from ok to now.
not knowing that this is not what i care about.
if i move faster i will pass out.
i'm feeling lucky that my hands aren't still tied down [to me pushing myself around].
this is the worst and i still complain.
it would make sense not to feel the same way for days.
more of a reason for me to stay.
more time for myself to lose [interest].
i'm in this now and then.
a bad mood that never ends [quickly].
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