| i'll better wait.. |
Apr. 5th, 2004|12:00 am |
IEVADAA- sorry par slikto angļu valodu.
while i was sitting and waiting for the bus, i was thinking - who really am i? got a short sweet answer - a human. then i though that i don't feel like a human, i feel like.. like i don't really know who, like i don't exist. just feel like it and all.
well, that's not the point.
i though - i'll better sit here, sleep here and until lthe death will come. i'll wait until everyone's gonna go home. and i'll be free. and then somebody will find me and take me home. i'll beter wait/ wait for death here, in the bus stop (oh, lazy me, i could walk)
but you know, i like it - just sitting in the cold and thinking and feeling great.
well, maybe not great. well maybe not even good. maybe bad. i wanna cry out loud i wanna screem, i wanna say how much it hurts. but i just sit and think -
i'll better wait until the death will come.
i'll better wait. |
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