Every morning i wake up, lying on my bed with a mind as blank as my ceiling. what the hell did i do last night? what am i supposed to do tomorrow? i feel like my spirit's left my body entirely. my gosh i've got so many unanswered phone calls and so much shit left to deal with. i wish this were just a dream then i could just forget it all and leave it be. fuck it, how could this be a dream? what am I so worried about? what am I so scared of? maybe this freedom's my way of running away from all life's shit. can anyone tell me where i went wrong?
introspection's such an important thing but i've only just started to realize.
idiot! i used to call so many people this but now I'm the fool. do i really know myself? no idea. how old am i? not a clue.
these past few years i've tried so hard to prove to myself i'm different from everyone else, but i'm a dumbass. my foolish pride and arrogance has just hurt me.
The days feel like years in this shattered life i wander the streets like i've got no soul. my life's a stagnant pool and i feel i've lost all hope. i've barely got the tears to cry for myself.
there's no-one to stand by me on these lonely streets. the neon lights, they seem to laugh at me...
useless guy
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