Lost and Delirious
It is the end of the week or the beginning, depending on
how you look at things. I felt like shooting myself in the
head today, but I am a wimp so it didn't happen. I once
was an Angel but some where along the way, someone or
something clipped my wings. Now I am a dead bird, broken.
I am miserable in my existance. I am not sure what to do.
I am too young to be divorced. I am too young to feel so
old. Where did it all go wrong??? Why can I not find any
answers? I'm not sure if I'll make it to tomorrow... My
eyes are hollow, I slump when I walk. I am reading a good
book, but it only saddens me more, if that is possible.
Why do we ever have to grow up? I don't know about most
people, but I spent my entire childhood waiting to be
grown, and now that I am, I'd give anything to regress back
to a child. This world is mad, and it worsen everyday.
Does anyone hear me? well more later, if there is a