Sonntag, 12. September 2010

unwell.

all day staring at the ceiling
making friends with shadows on my wall
all night hearing voices telling me
that i should get some sleep
because tomorrow might be good for something
hold on
feeling like I'm heading for a breakdown
and i don't know why

but i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell
i know, right now you can't tell
but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me

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