Sunday 29 March 2009

Im Sick...

Im sick of this.

Im sick of that.


Im sick of him.


Im sick of her.


Im sick of 'friends'.


Im sick of being a doormat.


Im sick of kids listening to a band because it's the 'cool thing to do' again.


Im sick of not getting that guy.

Im sick of not getting any guy, for that matter.


Im sick of that guy not knowing who he is.

Im sick of decieving shampoo bottles, no more tears? ha.

Im sick of this body.

Im sick of these 'curves'.

Im sick of no one hiring me.

Im sick of this busted hip.

Im sick of my stupid little feet.

Im sick of this sore throat.


Im sick of feeling the hayfever coming on.

Im sick of having no where to go.


Im sick of being as cool as these guys.


Im sick of my sense of balance.


Im sick of this 'scene kid midlife crisis'.


Im sick of waiting for your reply.

Im sick of this broken phone.


Im sick of your hushed tone.

Im sick of time running out.


Im sick of lonely nights.

Im sick of stupid fights.

Im sick of running out of film.

Im sick of good books finishing.

Im sick of everyone leaving.


Im sick of not looking as hot as this guy.

Im sick of that gap in the market staring me in the face.

Im sick of being ridiculously shy.

Im sick of clothes that dont fit.

Im sick of these grazed knees.

Im sick of this not making any sense.

Time for change.





However, Im never sick of this...