The End
so thats another day,
5 days its been
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i'm wondering whether something is going to happen tomorrow,
unlike friday, saturday, sunday and today,
this solitude is pissing me off,
i'm resorting to going to work early, and that is sad
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i hate acceptance, but it looks like thats the only option left,
i wont do anything anymore,
whatever happens, i wont be there, i just cant do it anymore, always getting angry, always knowing why, never being able to sort it out
never being able to solve the problems
its too much now, too much, too little too late,
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*sigh*
"and in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make"