As I sit here I am trying to figure out what to wright
My mind is blank and empty
usually its filled with worries and pain
but tonight it seems to not be like that
maybe its because of the lack of school
the lack of work
I can actually relax for once
Ive became bored from the lack of activity
im supose to be writing a poem but I don't know it has become
a diary entry, I couldn't say
but its keeping me busy, so thats good I guess
Bens with Owen again
you know what that means
being bored, and can't talk
its okay though
I know he needs it and a break from me
I can be a hassle to deal with
so its good for him to get away from me
its also good for me so then I can have alone time
but for me it usually consists of
drinking, crying,being bored,eating, or working for my mom
sometimes I will be with friends but thats rare for me though
I still don't understand why I'm doing this, its not a poem, a story
just me getting things off my mind
ill probably just delete this later
oh well
ugh my brain won't come up with anything
