Keeled On A Tile Floor

Today Was Very Nice While At School.

But Right Now I Feel Like Shit.

Bloated, Sore Throated. I Look Like A Wreck. My Daddy Said So Too, Just Not In As Nice A Words. Why Am I Such A Shit Daughter? I have It Soo Good. 

A Year After The Rest, Moments In The Past, Hours In The Future. Always Dreaming. UsuallyHappy. Is It Meant To Be Like This? Time Is Nothing But Manmade, Just Like The Rest. Tick.Tock.Tick.Tock. It Only Goes Because We Beleive In It. Time Can Stop. Time Can Fade Away. We Could Be Timeless, Imagine That. If Everyone Just Stopped Beleiving.

Work Tomorow.Should Be good, just thinking, yeah ill be paid for this.

Broke Materliastic Bitch.

Then Alice. I Hope Its Fanttastic.

Ill Probley Wake Up Tomorow.

Have Oats.

Head To Work.

Work.

Get Picked Up,& Then The Smiles Will Start Exploding.

One Can Spend Their Life Wishing.

Talking, Saying.

People May Not Beleive What You Say, But They Wil Beleive What You Do.

Is That Why No One Beleives Me?

..

Im All Talk, A Silly Little Wreck Of A Voice Chattering Away until Her Time Is Up.