Life is getting funnier...and Morphine is getting diluted each moment ...It's like I am deliberately ignoring commonsense like plague....
I am taking chances now for all the times I held back and regretted later... But not because I want to do this ....
This is just not me...I don't know if I can ever be what I am out there...
It's so frickin frustrating ... Every moment holding back what I really want to say...holding back what I really want to do...playing to the tunes of some dumb girl I don't know and never want to know...Who am I turning into???
If I am doing this to be happy then why do I regret it so much??? Why is the sense of well-being so momentary that it slips from my hands the moment I try to bring it a little closer?
I am living so many lives together that I no longer have a clue to where I am headed ?
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