Between You And I

What in the world am I doing here at this hour?
I feel screwed, I think life just screwed me up.
Makes me wanna throw rotten smelly eggs at it.

Can’t sleep, can’t think and can’t get it right.
I’m wide awake with incoherent thoughts running through my mind.
A mixture of fear, anticipation, weariness and other stupid emotions keeping me from having a good night’s rest.
I think it’s more of weariness tonight.
I’ve allowed myself to cross that stupid line again.
I’ve constantly remind myself of where I stand and yet I just had to ignore the red lights and cross right over.
Now I’m all tangled in my own mess and I can’t get out.
FML, really.

Very often we put our best foot forward, only to get screwed in the end.
Senseless it may be, we still go forward with it.
What the fuck is wrong with us.
Can’t we sense danger and just run back like a whimp?
Must we really get stuck in a situation or prove that there’s no other way to move on, then Whoops, dead end, and make a tedious U turn.

And find ourselves back at square one, all over again.

I really don’t know what I’m doing.