You know those days when your mind just keeps working, working, and you can't stop thinking, thinking... and thinking? Frantically, non-stop, and you try to sleep and try to relax and try something, anything which might make your heart beat a bit more slowly... I can't stand it because I can't stop - and I can't stop trying to act otherwise. Is it fear? Loneliness? Pressure? Lust for life? (Dis)satisfaction? I don't know, but I can't stand it anymore.
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