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PMS: Day 4
I’m feeling lethargic, my throat is sore and I’m spewing phlegm out like a fountain.
My head hurts; my head feels heavy and my eyes smart when I rub them.
My vision blurs out at times and it hurts each time I blink.
I’m feeling insecure,
I’m feeling small, I feel cornered,
I feel pushed up against the wall.
I can’t sleep properly,
My itchy and stuffy nose is annoying the hell out of me.
I’m losing interest in my friends and my family.
I can’t be bothered to pick up phone calls.
I can’t be bothered to reply messages even though I read them.
But I feel guilty to be so indifferent to such things around me.
I can’t help it.
I don’t know why.
What’s happening to me…?
I’m feeling tired again,
I think I’ll just go and rest my poor, aching head on my pillow and drift off into, hopefully, dreamland.
"Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah."
I think Avril's right.
I guess I'm lost inside too.
Hail Mary.