I got nothing much to say except that I'm tired, sleepy, lethargic, moody and feeling extremely screwed up.

Everyone is in their own world,
busy with their life.
Not thought of and needed
unless it be getting things done.
I know nothing 'bout your life,
and you know nuts 'bout mine either.
Just random snippets of more interesting events
that we share and can't seem to catch.
If one day, I fell and hit my head,
crack my neck and break my back,
dislocate my elbow and sprain my ankle,
would you ever know?
Would you even care, if I succeed
in a back tuck, front tuck,
fly bird, layout and all that terms
that I came to love, and you know nothing 'bout.
Cuz that's my stuff outside.
My world.

Talk is cheap.

Labels: rants, tired