sleeping feels better than being awake
but the more I sleep , the worse I feel when I am awake
which seems obvious , but nothing quite is
when I am not with you ,
which also now seems obvious .
I want to do my one good deed for the day
but as soon as those words enter my head in that order
I feel disgusting and it feels ruined .
my head prattles away
with some other part of my head
about this and that ,
I don’t know .
I wasn’t invited .
I’d never say this is the worst day ever ,
or whatever .
not everything needs to be said .
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
sleeping feels better than being awake
but the more I sleep , the worse I feel when I am awake
which seems obvious , but nothing quite is
when I am not with you ,
which also now seems obvious .
I want to do my one good deed for the day
but as soon as those words enter my head in that order
I feel disgusting and it feels ruined .
my head prattles away
with some other part of my head
about this and that ,
I don’t know .
I wasn’t invited .
I’d never say this is the worst day ever ,
or whatever .
not everything needs to be said .
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