and everyone’s singing along.
This is the only thing I need from tomorrow.
put my sorrows to sleep.
I am on a dark road, eyes open,
but no direction.
I am not at a fork, I am not at a crossroads.
I am at a stand still.
I can go anywhere,
I just have no where to go.
Is this a sign, isn’t this what I wanted?
Lost, like an unwanted animal.
There is no home.
What is the future?
Where are the answers?
Unknown, hidden, gone.
At a loss of words, at a loss of ideas.
Like there’s no where to go,
and not enough time to figure it out.
put me to sleep and help me find a better way.
open road, nowhere to go.
mine would probably be at a negative number right now.
I always get overwhelmed and stressed out thinking about the 1 million things I have to do and the short amount of time I have to do them. I don’t think I have too many things on my plate, I really don’t. What I beat myself up about is never having the time, or using it wisely. I wish I had the drive, motivation and determination as some other people. I don’t understand how some people can continuously study without dropping their eyelids or getting distracted.
After April 12 I think I will be okay again.
the things and situations I know I can deal with, what I know I’ll get over, the things that do not matter.
I rarely talk about the thoughts that keep running through my mind, the things that occupy most of my time.
things start to look up as others continue to fall.