Frustration
Good grief. I am so bored. I am lonely. I have no friends. I have nothing to look forward to each day except working. Then I come home and sit and ponder on what to do with the rest of my night. It usually ends up with me going to bed with good intentions to do something the next day. Except that doesn't happen. I repeat history and am disapointed with the day.
The only thing that I look forward to each day is working. At least I feel semi-important there. Then there is always that customer that makes me feel stupid. When will I find my little niche?
I think that I am just going to cry myself to sleep for some reason. It just feels like one of those nights.
Another day.... another time.... I think about you to pass the time. I miss your smile and your warmth and I just want you to be there will me all the time telling me little sweet lies and telling me that you will always be mine.
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