Saturday, March 24, 2007
every morning i wake up and theres this lump wedged in my throat that renders me immobile for a short period of time, then i shake off the feeling, drag my sorry ass to the shower and outta the front door at 7.05 am. and the moment i step into thy damned dull green hallowed portals.. i cant wait for lessons to end and get the hell outta there. truly disheartening.
and no. i've no sob story to tell, no facades to speak of. nothing. zilch. nada.
i dont know man. maybe its the effects of being in a junior college past the stipulated time period of 2 years hahaha. withdrawal effects mayb?
but i'll bounce right back soon i hope. till then, have faith azi :)
my hands are tied
the billions shift from side to side
for the love of god and our human rights
and all these things are swept aside
by bloody hands time cant deny
and are washed away by your genocide
and history hides the lies of our civil wars.
whats so civil bout wars anyway?
thats why i pay attention to lyrics. guns and roses on replay mode baby.