dream a lil longer

7.25 on monday, i wake up just for cafe world.
that is how poison the game is to me.
i gotta stop.
& the one song that i kept repeating.
i just cant get it off my head.
& against all odds i return home alone last night.
it feels so weird, i resent that feeling.
it's the lil things that you do making me feel safe.
now, what comes first and not. matters not.
kay, im gg school. wont be late.
n dinner later cost a bomb.
lately, i have become the scrap.
now, insurance how am i going to handle u.
such a burden. sigh.
not this xmas, seriously not.
wont the next xmas come faster..
i gotta be brain-dead to stop thinking.


stray: am not going to say anymore.