I hate it here, I don't get enough sleep, I don't get enough dreams.
It's just like my dreams are taken from me; I always wake up before the good part.
They snitch my dreams away, I never seem to have enough time to complete them.
They snitch my dreams away.
I'm up in the morning, I'm up at night, alwayssurrounded by too much bull shit than I can handle.
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The diary of the unstable
DiversosI write here without thinking twice, I write here the scattered, the unknown to many,,,,, the unstable. I don't expect you to understand anything, I don't expect you to find it pleasant nor funny nor inspiring nor even beautiful. I didn't care to mo...
