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I don't know how, but I'l learn to love the things around me.
And accept that life isn't as bad as I make it out to be.
I'll stop complaining. But who am i kidding?
I'd have nothing left to say.
I'm beginning to dread the moment I leave my bed.
It all just feels the same.
Day after day it all seems to blend. I'm wasting away, I'm wasting away.
I never thought I'd be okay with settling.
I never thought I'd be okay with just being okay.
I'm just a ghost in this room, clinging to the walls.
Filling my hands, doing all that i can to avoid holding a conversation with you.
I find comfort in being uncomfortable with my life.