You barely get your shit together,
And you want to have good result.
Exam is in a week,
You barely open any book.
Your heart hurting,
Your soul is tired,
Your mind is tired,
Everything is aching and clenching, shattering and losing.
You remind yourself everytime, to not lose your focus, i guess your focus now is to sleep forever.
YOU ARE READING
s o r r y
Aléatoireart doesn't come from happiness, sadness is a part of you that you need to fix them, if it was left unmend it will cause agony to your soul and mind and surrounding. everyone deserves to be hugged, kissed, fixed, glued,patched and heard.
