Sleeping is lovely

Sleeping is so lovely, I love to sleep.
You dream, you rest, you recharge.

Dreaming is lovely, I love to dream.
Reality is not so lovely some times.

When you sleep, you go to another place.
Somewhere else.

When you dream, you do the things you want.
Meet the ones you love.

When you sleep, you aren't lonely anymore.
I wish I could sleep my days away.

Ugly

Extortion.
Intimidation.
Glutton.
Stalker.
Selfish.
Irritant.
Ugly.

My finger nails are the prettiest thing I possess.

It is only natural

As the days past.
As the weeks past.
As the months go by.

We all die a little each day.
It is only natural.

What's to love about life?

Who is speaking?

Where do I belong?
When I cry who's going to hear?

Where do I belong?
Who will love and protect me?

Where is my place?
Who will comfort my sore heart?

Where is my place?
Who will place me as top priority?

Who am I?
What have I done?

Why do we even bother?

There are people who own latest smart phones but can't be bothered reading content from their phones. I wonder why?

I've helped to purchase the phones, spent time sourcing for the phone covers, spent money buying them and spent effort putting on the screen protectors. I wonder why did I bother?

These people ask questions but are uninterested in getting an answer. Or they don't read their phones to catch up with stuff happening during the day, and subsequently ask repeated questions. I wonder why do they bother?

They ask questions and then their eyes are glued to the TV. I wonder why I bothered to reply their questions?

Everyone is busy. So am I. I'm really sleep deficient now and stressed out too, but I'm still writing this entry without anyone to read this. I wonder what's wrong with me?

Drained

Physically. Emotionally.
All my muscles are over worked.
Is this the beginning of my end?
Perhaps.

The social face and the face inside are now on opposite ends of the spectrum.
Its getting hard to smile at the world.
Life drains you out sometimes. (Sometimes?)

Tmr's forecast - grim outlook. Failing heart muscle.

Way to go Poserpup. Great how your life turned out from slogging all these years.

Loser.