Lonely

Lonely.


A beautiful Sunday morning, and here I am, lonely and depressed. Why? Heck, I don't know!

God. I hate mood swings. It makes me think that I have bi-polar disorder and I dont.

*sigh*

One minute, I'm happy, laughing the next, I get depressed because I get annoyed or because I'm just not that normal. Like Hnery DeTamble.

I wonder what that feels like?

You're confused, you don't know what you want, you say you're alright nut you're not and people call you crazy and you're lonely. How is that?

*sigh*

Good Day.

p.s. Happy Birthday George. I love you so much.