You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
far away
Sunday, July 3, 2011 / 11:42 PM

feeling awkward and foreign - like i don't belong in my own skin. how can i be sure of anything when i'm not even sure about myself now?

going ahead,
one day at a time.
whats infront? no idea.
stare up at the ceiling, just wait for the night to be over.
no worries, just another sleepless night.
you've been through hundreds.
maybe thousands.
the night is silent
the night is lonely
the night is dark
the night is long...



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