Cold Pizza, Warm Beer

There are mornings where she would lie there, awake but asleep.
Suffocating, like she was drowning but unable to leap out of the water.
And people would mutter, 'poor baby girl, no attention left to be spared'
There are mornings where she doesn't want to get up.
But up she got and trudge along the day she would, only to sleep again.
And sleep she would, like there was no tomorrow --for there really isn't a physical being named such.
And in the morning she would again lie there, awake but asleep.
Trapped in the nauseating world of slumber.
...Angels never wake LOL








I am sooo bored.... should study but I don't want to D: I want an oompa loompa now!