Unhappy
Do you know how it feel to be seriously unhappy. To the point that your heart hurts?.
Trying to understand the world...
Do you know how it feel to be seriously unhappy. To the point that your heart hurts?.
Yep, I'm destined for greatness. I knew this since I was 9 years old. Just waiting for the Epiphany bus to come rolling around the corner...yep...I'll just sit here and wait a few more years..
I can't look at myself in the mirror. I can't even look within myself to find out where the real 'me' has disappeared to. I'm scared of what I'll see. In both cases. Why don't I love myself?.
I've been fighting sleep since I was eleven. I'm 34 and still feel that the night is mine. I wish I knew what a good night's sleep was. I wish I was happy. Really happy.
Fuck it, I'm just going to write. Fuck how I may think I will be perceived. Bollox to my inner negativity that always holds me back. I'm getting my creativity out there and it is MINE!.
I've tried to blog many a time but with each new blog I give up. Maybe the New (oldish) World isn't for me?.