no place to hide

Some days you just wake up wondering how did everything turn up this way. It aint a complain. Just a reality.

Words im spitting, are not happy words. Not angry words either. They come out in pale... pale blue.

Im not sure what comes to my mind. I know i have a thousand questions and a million different answers for each q. And that dulls me.

Wonder if ill be able to express myself openly.


------
ps. Work is getting annoying. Tho i dont really care.