dams.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I am angry at myself.

Tonight I promise the world and the moon that I shall really sleep.

I will take a sleeping pill if nothing else works.

I am one angry lady.

But I think I look cute, excluding the zit on my face and my tired appearance.

I am supposed to ride my bike today... what if I am sooo tired I crash.

or fall.

or something worse.

Ug, I hate it.

hate hate hate

I rarely use that word, I seem to mean it right now.

The moon was angry

did not leave the children in peace

all because they looked at the world sadly

they felt out of place

The children were hopeless

the Moon was mad

trying to rest with no success

they all grew sad

They had ideas

they had a plan

always with those see yas

trying to fight the man

The man was the clock

ticking their lives away

they were locked in a block

trying to see the day

they always lost

falling to the floor

no matter the cost

they never felt so poor