I know that's wrong and I should just step up and say what bothers me. Sometimes I just want to shout, scream, run away and leave this life behind. I can't take it anymore. I feel like a caged bird, sometimes I can't breath, because I feel so stuck inside this life which is making me sick to my stomach. I have this job that is numbing me, I have very hard time getting up in the morning and getting ready to go to work, because I know it's gonna be the same day again - I'll be sitting at a desk, doing something I see no purpose in doing.
And another day passed by at the job I hate. Well, it was expected. And I'm gonna have the same day tomorrow. Lucky me. I'm waiting for some inspiration. For a sign. For something to tell me that I really need to change this life. I hope I will find that something sooner rather than later.
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