Feb 12, 2009 23:32
here inside this room, just thinking, just thinking words, angry words that I am screaming, but only in thought. Friendly, Friendly, Friendly, I arrive to those grattifying horrifying words that penertrate my soul. All goes silent, the little voice in the back of my head is screaming for someone to say something, "Cough", I wake up, it's not even 3 in the morning, yet I'm too upset too sleep.
It will never be that awful, or will it?