I had insomnia again. Decided not to sleep until 10pm in the night. My eyes keep telling me to sleep(if you know what i mean)


Again i felt useless.
Cries,and cry, and then I dont have the feeling anymore.
I have nothing to my name. My intelligence,confidence,and just everything is useless to me now.
No money,no sleep, no stregth worth boasting over, nor anything that gives me joy.Except God.

I given it deep thoughts. I been forsaken like a broken toy. Fine, I will move on.I cant do what I do last time, but perhaps the thing to do is to care from distance, and to stop missing you. The feelings are still there, but it's dead . No more wishful thinking, but just remembering the memories that makes me laugh.

The clown, he falls on his feet. Crying, his tears never ending. The days he cries, he is more stronger, because when he's weak, he is strong.


Lalalalala