the last hours
ive spent the last day/night looking for answers in lyrics.
nothing seems to fit, there's always a twist in the end that just doesn't sound like what i need to hear.
I go to sleep at two, and i wake up at five.
I don't drink.
I hardly eat.
My shins hurt from running so hard.
I do stupid things, like write five pages to try and explain myself, and the words still aren't making sense.
There are still sparkles on my computer screen from Halloween.
Sparkles are funny like that.
I'm pathetic like that.
A new hobby would be nice. And turning the elevator music off in here would be excellent.
I should promise myself that this will be the last of the depressing drabble I write down...Maybe tomorrow.
nothing seems to fit, there's always a twist in the end that just doesn't sound like what i need to hear.
I go to sleep at two, and i wake up at five.
I don't drink.
I hardly eat.
My shins hurt from running so hard.
I do stupid things, like write five pages to try and explain myself, and the words still aren't making sense.
There are still sparkles on my computer screen from Halloween.
Sparkles are funny like that.
I'm pathetic like that.
A new hobby would be nice. And turning the elevator music off in here would be excellent.
I should promise myself that this will be the last of the depressing drabble I write down...Maybe tomorrow.