Tuesday, 6 December 2011

World Spins Madly On - The Weepies

Woke up and wished that I was dead.
With an aching in my head,
I lay motionless in bed.
I thought of you and where you'd gone,
and let the world spin madly on.
So you spiral down, but when are you supposed to make your way back up again?
Hint: waiting around for it to happen -not the answer.
Life is happening all the time.

With that said, I am still thinking of running away.

Try and find me bitches.