Monday, January 11, 2010

Perfectly Lonely

Time goes by quickly. It really does and there is nothing you can do about it. I feel like for the past year or so I've been slipping closer and closer to insanity. I've been crying, nay screaming for help but no one is there when I turn around. I'm surrounded by people who hear what I'm saying but never really listen to my words. I feel as though I used to be on top of the world but now I just carry the weight of it on my shoulders.

People always say "its about the quality not the quantity." They say it about everything, belongings, and friends. I've taken a good look around and I don't have much of anything. The quality isn't so great either. Does this make me a poor person?

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