if every second counts, im gonna have a hell lot of it to count.
can u see it in my eyes? no. i have a pretty small eyes for u to see.
i hate this, there's nothing to do. and my head is gonna blow any moment until i know there's something i can do. i hate waiting. this is the worst part of our existence. waiting for things to happen. preparing until u know you didn't prepare enough. this kinda season is what i hate the most. the reaction of my body transitioning from a very busy week to an almost nonsense days.
it's raining again. and it calms me. last march 17 2009 it rained too. and i dreamt of that day a month before it happen. i have a very very very light and almost powerless esp, but when it does strike, it really happens even if it take years to come.
right now i want to be away. to be gone for a moment. i never trusted myself. but i do things i never thought and i never appreciate myself. i only know what i have achieved from other people. but within me, there's nothing. to me i am nothing. i always got things bad.
i have prepared for the ride, stay calm in the take off, endure the flight.
im tired. but i can't sleep. i need to do something. read a book. walk alone. find a place cold. anything to keep me occupied.
i always buy what i don't need.
i hate this, there's nothing to do. and my head is gonna blow any moment until i know there's something i can do. i hate waiting. this is the worst part of our existence. waiting for things to happen. preparing until u know you didn't prepare enough. this kinda season is what i hate the most. the reaction of my body transitioning from a very busy week to an almost nonsense days.
it's raining again. and it calms me. last march 17 2009 it rained too. and i dreamt of that day a month before it happen. i have a very very very light and almost powerless esp, but when it does strike, it really happens even if it take years to come.
right now i want to be away. to be gone for a moment. i never trusted myself. but i do things i never thought and i never appreciate myself. i only know what i have achieved from other people. but within me, there's nothing. to me i am nothing. i always got things bad.
i have prepared for the ride, stay calm in the take off, endure the flight.
im tired. but i can't sleep. i need to do something. read a book. walk alone. find a place cold. anything to keep me occupied.
i always buy what i don't need.
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