I am a total wreck. I can't seem to think straight anymore. I need to think twice, thrice, or even more before making a decision. Or any decision, for that matter.
This emotional slump is really hitting me hard. No amount of acting or role playing can hide the fact that it’s eating me inside. And leaving just a hollow shell for all the world to see.
I’m spent. My batteries are nearing their expiry dates. All I want to do is just sit in a corner, cry, and eventually die. I just feel neglected. Ignored. By those I thought cared for me.
I just want to call it quits. Pack my bags. Explore the world. See what it has to offer. The grass is always greener on the other side, they say. But you won’t know how green it is until you see it, won’t you?
Scratches of ink on a piece of paper. Maybe, thinking back, it was done in haste. Yes I wanted it, but don’t all people at one point in their lives? I should have followed my gut instincts. I let the sugared dreams cloud my judgments.
Ah, the folly of trying to fit in. The foolishness of doing what is expected.
Sheesh.
This burden, this weight… it’s too heavy to be carried alone. But if it has to be done, it has to be done.
Whatever I tried, it seems to backfire. Nothing I do is right. It has been one left turn after another.
Will the next decision I make be the one to finally break this vicious cycle?
Enough, snap out of it, pessimistic prick. Still got a pulse. Be thankful.
Just to break the black mood… watch this clip. I never thought I could laugh so hard.
This emotional slump is really hitting me hard. No amount of acting or role playing can hide the fact that it’s eating me inside. And leaving just a hollow shell for all the world to see.
I’m spent. My batteries are nearing their expiry dates. All I want to do is just sit in a corner, cry, and eventually die. I just feel neglected. Ignored. By those I thought cared for me.
I just want to call it quits. Pack my bags. Explore the world. See what it has to offer. The grass is always greener on the other side, they say. But you won’t know how green it is until you see it, won’t you?
Scratches of ink on a piece of paper. Maybe, thinking back, it was done in haste. Yes I wanted it, but don’t all people at one point in their lives? I should have followed my gut instincts. I let the sugared dreams cloud my judgments.
Ah, the folly of trying to fit in. The foolishness of doing what is expected.
Sheesh.
This burden, this weight… it’s too heavy to be carried alone. But if it has to be done, it has to be done.
Whatever I tried, it seems to backfire. Nothing I do is right. It has been one left turn after another.
Will the next decision I make be the one to finally break this vicious cycle?
Enough, snap out of it, pessimistic prick. Still got a pulse. Be thankful.
Just to break the black mood… watch this clip. I never thought I could laugh so hard.
