I cerebrated about ways to be happy.
I cogitated about why school is never a happy place to be at.
I deliberated many ways to make myself look forward to what the future holds.
I feel cold.
The angel and devil in me are ratiocinating to whom should be in charge.
I reflected on my actions throughout the past two years, and found I've achieved nothing.
I imagine myself as a piece of jigsaw in a wrong puzzle.
I speculates I need to find the puzzle i belonged in.
I am contemplating to make a new start.
I wonders if anyone will care if I do.
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