Tuesday, 18 October 2016
I was thinking about over thinking at night And how I can't sleep, Thinking what could of been, What should of been And what could or should I of changed. Too many memories, So many of the worst. Pains me to think and try and recall loved ones and my favourite moments with them, And how would they see me now, How have I changed? Better or worse, Still rocking and trying to chip away at the curse. Some days I feel I'm getting there, others well it could be a worse.
Tomorrow is a new day well so was yesterday at one point, and i dont know if it is just me but the only time i feel excited is when im drunk. im numbing the feeling wishin i could be a normal human being again, but is it to late to fix and make amends? or is yesterday a new day that never came?