blind to fate.

it hurts to have time to myself.
it hurts to think.
it hurts to know even.
even though i have no idea what i'm talking about.

i don't want to lose control.
of what i think.
of how i feel.
of what i feel.
i know that escaping is not a good thing at all.
but thats the only think i can do that doesn't hurt.

school, work, church.
drowning myself in everything i do.
so that i won't have time to myself to think.
to feel useless.
to get hurt even.

i've lose control.
and it won't be long before i lose control of my sanity.
i'm tired and my head hurts.
and i can't to anything about it.
physically and emotionally tired.
drained more like it.
i've pushed myself to the limit and maybe this is the result.
maybe i can' take it anymore.
i dont know.

i need someone.
just to hold me.
even if i cry.