people of the world. sleep.

while i serenade you with simple self-pity and eminem serenades me on mtv.

thing is, i hate eminem. its like a torture that makes me curl my lip. as even the things i do to give myself entertainment annoy me.

if only i can get through this.
you have to help me get through this.

give me until tommorrow and i'll be ok.

problem is tommorrow never comes.

its always today when you never sleep.