nothing fresh
nothing intriguing
I'm just gonna have to make do with some thoughts
i wonder why is everything , motion, actions, thoughts, so slow so grey.
is like there isn't enough sunshine in my face to wake me up in the morning
waking up at the wrong side of the floor maybe
even the weather plays tricks with the critters
maybe this year isn't the year for me
this is just another meaningless years like i had before
i hate being me right now, so dull not edgy and thought just leaves me like the waste of skin and hair
if i could do something different and i hope i always do things that way
is to value time and its tranquility
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