when i should be sleeping

a spring break journal. Friday, 12:37 am

my heart is wrecked with the things i say,
i run my mouth off way too much.
whats deep is out way too often,
i can't live with myself like this.

leave my expectiations at the door,
no-one taught me how to love.
sensitivity's not something i'm good at sometimes,
but i'll just try harder next time.

i'm alive to myself everyday i wake up,
always living in yesterdays mistakes.
if i can't live today, let me feel forgiven,
maybe tommorow i'll get something right.

-despairing when i should be sleeping.

-adam