one thing after another
how are you meant to just get up and go after you’ve witnessed something horrible. seeing a man get hit by my friends car, see him fly up in the air and his heart keep on stopping infront of me. how and i meant to carry on as normal, nothing about it was okay and yet everyone says i should be fine. seeing that isn’t fine, but no one not a single person wants to hear it.
it’s one thing after another, there’s no stop, there’s no break, it’s one thing after another and quite frankly i don’t think i can take much more. do you ever feel like your head is exploding, but no one notices because you don’t want them too, so it’s just you in your own mind all hrs of the day wanting the world to cave in but you smile, tou wave and get through it.
It appears as though there is so much going on, but all we need is rest.
The story I just finished reading had alot to do with rag dolls, not a play.
I suffer greatly but I won't say who I want to be like.
The part I am at right now in the big book of writing is on the part of the ship and it keeps raining, what will we do is this not fun?
I seem to read the story but I just want to stick around the ending, I need your help with this as well as we reach the ending I hope to shake your hand but this isn't real.
I want to hear more of what else goes on in your lifestyle
Now that we are reaching this breakthrough who else do you turn to during the celebration it is all fun after all but I could be the only one.
