Unwell

All day, Staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night, Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train


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the past 1 hr is torturous. ok im hugging deedee good bye (shes sitting on my lap, above my pillow, omg, spoilt princess) head down to service center, come back, find out missing lecture notes, watch paris new bff. keep my mind off things which i need to decide on; why did i put myself in such torture may i question? live for no one, live for myself