Archive for May, 2011

I don’t know why I feel this way
I just feel this way.

I want someone to be here
Someone to tell me I am here.

I feel like a soft rock
One that can’t feel much.

I want to sleep more.
What caused all of this?

Maybe yesterday’s awkwardness
Maybe I’m a masochist

Was it today’s waiting?
I am not sure of this.

All I knows is I’ sad
I am sad and lonely.

Maybe this is good.
Maybe it feels beautiful.

You can’t always be happy.