I cant relate.
I cant see
I cant readily adapt
I really do miss my little tacos even though I lose sleep over them. It's Christmas Eve, a time where im pratically jumping out of my skin in anticipation of tomorrow (supposedly). At the current moment I can hardly stomach the fact that tomorrow is Christmas, the birth of Jesus Christ (even though evidence proves that Jesus was born in the spring). Oh well...
Trapped I am in a mind that thinks too much, and a mind & environment that leaves no room for deviation from the norm.
"Born alone, die alone..."
I'm really irked that im here sitting at home typing this fucking blog when I should be enjoying what's left of my reckless years. You see ive been poisoned, poisoned by the air in the environment that we dwell in.
"i'm toxicity in human form..."
The emptiness is closing in, almost as if it was trying to suffocate me. Try as I might to fight it, it engulfs me, swallowing me whole and I drown.
you see I have an addiction.
I acknowledge that I do indeed have one, but I am yet to give it up. This may sound kinda cheesy (well it is) but I think im going to make this my New Years resolution, to kick that dirty, unhealthy habit. My addiction is another story... I dont think I shall EVER reveal it to anyone, I shall carry it to my grave...
Maybe I should be one of those people who have a secret life that others have no clue of, but I do not want to be that someone.
"I wanna be me for a change..."
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