Little Miss Undecided

I can't decide on my future at all.

I don't really feel like staying on at school, or going to university or college. I don't want a job yet, I don't feel like roaming, I don't want to do anything.

I want to sleep and write poetry and sleep again.

I wouldn't truly give a damn if I never spoke another word in my life.

I would love to lock myself away in a room with a warm bed, computer, food and a toilet. I'd have enough supplies so I wouldn't need to ever unlock the door again. I wouldn;t give a damn about my apperance so I wouldn't need to bother with showers or whatever. I know it sounds disgudting but I don't care. I just want peace and quiet to write, think and sleep.

Sleep is so wonderful. I can't get enough. No matter how much I sleep, i still feel achingly tired. It's funny though, I can dream after a few minutes of sleep. Really. I once had a dream and I was only asleep half an hour in total. Very vivid dreams too.

I don't want to be a goddamn hypocrite either, like being a journalist or a column writer. I'd rather jump from somewhere high.

Ick.

If only; if only the woodpecker cries,
the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky.
The wolf waiting down below howling to the mo-oo-oon
If only; If only.
Posted on April 3rd, 2007 at 10:03pm

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