often when I'm too tired, I can't sleep
often when I'm too sad, I fake joy
often when I'm too lonely, I don't seek
the happy things will be all worth it, right?
right.
colours. bright, beautiful pastel colours would make things worthwhile.

it's 2am-ish and I can't sleep,
should have been asleep by 12am.
school tomorrow.

something happened recently,
not considered a norm in my life of course.
took a whole lot of energy out of me.
I dislike my mundane life staying so mundane
but I dislike this even more.
we fell for the trap. stupid us.
clearly a guy who thinks so highly of himself is not always the most sincere one.
what to do, life goes on,

time stops for no man.