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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

give me a reason to smile today

know how it feels, when you're exhausted and you cannot sleep. your body is dead, limp and motionless. but you lay, thinking you're asleep but open your eyes an hour later and realise you've been deep in thought and your mind is awake, as it was before. and as the night drags itself away, every passing minute is a kind of dread.

and finally, with a heavy heart, i think i managed to catch a couple of winks. and i woke up with a suppressed feeling this morning. the weight hasn't lifted.

it sucks not knowing what to say. what to do. it sucks because you see, you feel, you understand yet you fail to sooth. it sucks because i feel like the most useless piece of thrash. and it sucks because deep down, i know i've been of absolutely no help.

i'm too tired to think now.

cos i can't find one...
-cheryl
9:11 AM





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