Sunday, October 08, 2006

I spend hours doing something that don't matter.
I spend my waking hours waiting for something that won't happen.
I walk around hoping that a miracle would appear but it doesn't.
But i still do it... jaded.

Everyday my resolve gets broken.
Today, it happened just because of a paragraph of words. N I was so confident about doing it after last week's chat. poo.

I understand that I have not grown up.

But somehow it just keeps me awake. A weird sorta reserve that the body taps tt's inexhaustable till I close my eyes and turn off the lights.

by tab at 4:20 AM |