Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Minus the my own summer.

You'd catch me when I break wouldn't you? Would you lie to me and would you tell me to believe in something only so we can find comfort? Conclusions, I have asked way too many questions, don't take my vision for love away. Don't break. I can sit here awake knowing that I'll fall asleep in class tomorrow. I should be sleeping, I should but I can't. Eyes won't stop swelling and this is all I'm capable of, writing shitty journal entries and listening to deftones. Oh how can it be, we were so alarmed by the fact that we could change something.
Stress sucks we all know it, they say you should reach for the sky, but right now I'm only on the ground.

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