Self Interests
Today this asain guy talked to me about internships and planning for work and the future.
This is after I quit my job. The job I was getting no hours, and was pushing me out the door anyway.
Today I realized I again have little to no motivation.
I have no direction.
I eat, I sleep, I move on.
What made me happy.... is just that... It made me happy.
I get this way at times. It feels harder then the last each time it happens. But I think it's always about the same.
Theres a hole in my belly no food can fill... a hole in my head that all continues to spill.
I can't make sense of up or down, and i feel like my words are makeing a fool of me. I hope- I don't know for what because there seems to be no possible answer.
It's bleak here. These fake walls, cold floors, hollow walls for hollow heads. I drink tea with a little honey, I never finish my tea. I never finish anything. But I'll stuff my face till I cant move and sleep till I can not wake. Bad dreams happen in those hours, and they follow me the rest of the day... even if I can't remember what they were.
I'll take pancakes
I'll take babies
I'll take birdies
I'll take burdens
I'll make flowers
I'll make pages
I'll make nothings
I'll make crazies
This is after I quit my job. The job I was getting no hours, and was pushing me out the door anyway.
Today I realized I again have little to no motivation.
I have no direction.
I eat, I sleep, I move on.
What made me happy.... is just that... It made me happy.
I get this way at times. It feels harder then the last each time it happens. But I think it's always about the same.
Theres a hole in my belly no food can fill... a hole in my head that all continues to spill.
I can't make sense of up or down, and i feel like my words are makeing a fool of me. I hope- I don't know for what because there seems to be no possible answer.
It's bleak here. These fake walls, cold floors, hollow walls for hollow heads. I drink tea with a little honey, I never finish my tea. I never finish anything. But I'll stuff my face till I cant move and sleep till I can not wake. Bad dreams happen in those hours, and they follow me the rest of the day... even if I can't remember what they were.
I'll take pancakes
I'll take babies
I'll take birdies
I'll take burdens
I'll make flowers
I'll make pages
I'll make nothings
I'll make crazies