I don't actually want anything so bad that its driving me mad,
the song is just on and its trying to persuade me into thinking I want something so bad.
Which I don't.
Pursue, persuade, pseudonym.
Right now, in this minute, which is 2:18am,
I want nothing from the world,
Just the people in it,
I just want the people in my small world to know me.
I screw up just like anybody else,
I have a shifting mind just like anybody else,
I make a mess of things just like anybody else.
And sometimes I need to be alone, just like anyone else does.
Whether its to actually do something mindful, like schoolwork.
Or something absolutely irrelevant to schoolwork.
My eyes are heavy, if you were a real friend, you'd bring me a dressed Rupert Grint to my dreams, just so I could make him nude. And say cute things to me in that British language,
sexy facade.
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