Journal Entry 5

I`m so young and so tired.
measuring time so often
in acute stabs of pain.
Head aches, backpains, muscle burns.
My heart, either hectic or lazy
From loving too much or not at all.
I`m spending entire liftimes by the window,
watching the rain absently.
I stare incredously at the absurdity in the streets.
Sometimes I laugh. Sometimes I punch the wall.
Detached, I move through it all.