i say my clock is all disturbed,
it is tough to fall asleep at all,
then comes the mornings for me,
which begins when the sun is about to sink,
with a throbbing head that might just explode,
Am I simply feeling depressed?
because the days pass by in much a pain.
sometimes i yearn for some human touch,
yet I know i can survive without much,
though i doubt how i will ever come out,
at the end of all this mess I am in now,
i worry if i'll come out a queen,
a warrior glad to have survived this battle,
or if i'll even make it out a human,
with my sanity still intact and strong,
surely i am not depressed, you think?
it is tough to fall asleep at all,
then comes the mornings for me,
which begins when the sun is about to sink,
with a throbbing head that might just explode,
Am I simply feeling depressed?
because the days pass by in much a pain.
sometimes i yearn for some human touch,
yet I know i can survive without much,
though i doubt how i will ever come out,
at the end of all this mess I am in now,
i worry if i'll come out a queen,
a warrior glad to have survived this battle,
or if i'll even make it out a human,
with my sanity still intact and strong,
surely i am not depressed, you think?
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