Hi, this is nothing special just random thoughts that flash through my brain.
Why am I always with people, yet always alone.?
Why do I never trust, yet pretend I do.?
Why do i always question, yet don't believe the reply.?
Is the grass greener on the other side, yet know that the grass is only greener if you treat it right.?
Why am I me, yet know I can't be someone else.?
Why is sex so important to me, yet in the grand scale of things not Important at all.?
Am i paranoid... most likely.!
Why do I hurt the people that matter, yet leave the culprits free to carry on.?
Is this is what life is all about.?
Is there something better elsewhere?
Why are we here.?
Do I love myself, and if I don't then maybe I can't truly love another.?
Why do we lie, yet pretend we don't.?
Why do i need medication to control the real me.?
Am I broken.?
Can I be fixed.?
Lastly...
Why do I sleep yet my brain never does.?
