No rest...
Posted 15 years agoI was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said "I've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?
If you can pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way."
I said "You're such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?"
She looked at me and this is what she said:
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good."
No rest for the Wicked... What does this say about me ?
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said "I've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?
If you can pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way."
I said "You're such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?"
She looked at me and this is what she said:
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good."
No rest for the Wicked... What does this say about me ?
Hmm...
Posted 15 years agoHave you ever gotten to a point of where you just look back on your life and look at everything you've done so far? Well, I've already gotten to that part of my life. I don't like what I remember. Why I say that, I don't remember a whole lot. I remember very little from my "Childhood" and the predominate memories come from online. This makes me extremely unhappy and I don't want to continue through life like that. It's frustrating to see what you've done in life and to be unsatisfied with it. I could make excuses, blame what has happened to me in life. But I'm not like that. I take credit for not doing anything. For not making friends. I sit here on this damn computer and make online friends, but when the day ends I'm just as unhappy as when I started. Sometimes I sit here and wonder what the entire point of life is. But then I give up because I don't see the point in it, and that puts me in a very depressed mood and I don't want to go there again. I've seen too many people go there and not come back, and if they do they're just... Not the same. I want to be the same me that seems to make so many people smile online. But I want to be like that in real life. I want to be able to sit with a friend and just be able to laugh and joke around. But I don't see that happening anytime soon. I don't enjoy the person I am. I don't like the way I talk, the way I walk, how I look. If I could change it, I totally would. But, as Zero has said, We tend to be the worst critics to ourselves. I'll get back to you when I'm able to look in the mirror and like the person I see.
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