Sunday, April 22, 2012
#454 Falter
Sometimes it feels good to be needed.
Sometimes it feels good to be wanted.
Sometimes it feels good to be loved.
I'm kind of glad to have friends and a cousin to sit by my side
And listen to all my complaints and frustration.
Somehow, I feel guilty of doing so though.
I'm on my guard,
I will not falter when an enemy is at sight.
I will do what it takes to bring them down.
Ah, I'm feeling pretty tired now a days.
My sleep has been neglected and dark circles
And eye bags were formed around my eyes.
Not a pretty sight, I must admit but
I don't care.
I'm going to bed early tonight.
There is nothing to do here (:
I will not falter.
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