(Monday, November 26, 2007)
I fell asleep leaning against the bathroom wall.
I fell asleep leaning against the bathroom wall.
Lonely is a funny place to be.
Comfort is often found while standing still in places I know people pass through.
But it's lost the moment anyone speaks to me directly.
I've lost my energy for speaking.
I like to sit and stare and absorb the noise of other people's lives until it becomes a distant rumble and I can close my eyes.
In other people's houses, in the comfort of strange couches – that's where I find retreat, my chance to sleep.
When I lay back in my bed I'm too aware of the weight of my head.
And while it hurts to lie there, I don't seem to want to get up.
So, I stiffen as I wait, hollow for another day.
Another place to lie and drift away.
I fell asleep leaning against the bathroom wall.
I fell asleep leaning against the bathroom wall.
Lonely is a funny place to be.
Comfort is often found while standing still in places I know people pass through.
But it's lost the moment anyone speaks to me directly.
I've lost my energy for speaking.
I like to sit and stare and absorb the noise of other people's lives until it becomes a distant rumble and I can close my eyes.
In other people's houses, in the comfort of strange couches – that's where I find retreat, my chance to sleep.
When I lay back in my bed I'm too aware of the weight of my head.
And while it hurts to lie there, I don't seem to want to get up.
So, I stiffen as I wait, hollow for another day.
Another place to lie and drift away.
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