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In a Rut

I can never find anything to do anymore

I am ALWAYS bored

I drink another soda as fast as I can

Boring

I smoke another cigarette as fast as I can

Boring and bad for my health

I used to drink and do drugs

It caused a lot of problems but I had fun

At least then I had something to do

At least then I could make myself stupid

Do stupid things with an excuse

At least then I could be interested in menial things

The most interesting thing I did today was take a shower

I was actually kind of happy standing there under the water

But only an idiot would stand in the shower all day

I could take up ************

That might be fun

I could do that in the shower

I rarely smile anymore without faking it

I smile when I see a small child smile

But I don't have children around me that often

and when I do, they are not always smiling

Often they are screaming

Screaming children are not fun

Some people seem like they are happy all the time

How do they do it?

Is it because they are stupid?

I like to think so

I like to think that I am the norm

Nobody should be happy too often

I just want to be happy a little bit

Find a few things to do that don't bore me to death

I wanna be interested in life

I want to have a reason to go to bed early

I want to have a reason to wake up

I want to have a reason

Today I will just have to settle for being bored

For being uninterested

For being unhappy

But it would be nice not to have to dumb down to cheer up

I am sick of dumbing down

I am kind of sick of life

Maybe tomorrow I will remember a good reason to live

Maybe tomorrow I will find something new

Maybe tomorrow somebody will suprise me

Maybe not

But I do still have hope

That just maybe things will change

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Mar 31, 2013
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