Sometimes I am tired of carrying my life on my own.
Sometimes I am fed up with applying for a job and keep getting rejected.
Sometimes I am done talking about the search.
Sometimes I am wandering through loneliness lane.
Sometimes I am feeling tired of everything and nothing.
Sometimes I am disconnected from the world.
Like in a movie, as I am watching life passing by without being part of it.
And no it’s not the time of the month.
And yes I feel vulnerable writing this.
And yet I do.
As writing is my own reflection and expression in order to feel lighter again.
Time for a good book and some sleep.
Thank you for listening.
PS. Maybe tomorrow. -Stereophonics-