til monday i won't be happy til mondayno mental stimulationno comforting, soothing wordsno exciting thoughtsno thrilling exchangei won't be happy til mondaynot fully awakenot sleeping soundlyhead full of dreams and wisheswith no hope of coming truei won't be happy til mondaymy weekend is emptyjust like my mindmy heartmy spiriti won't be happy til mondaysaturday is dragging it's heelscrawling as slowly as possibleteasing me, taunting mei won't be happy til monday sunday is still a half hour awayi know it will drag as wellweekends take too longi won't be happy til monday sunday is already taking forevermy
hurry up and wait friday againhurry up and go to workmindless tasks that don't take my mind off of....work drags by interminablyhurry up and waitsaturday againdrifting listlesslymy heart sinksmy mind goes numbhurry up and waitsunday againlisten to God, but he's not talkingchildren laugh and playbut i have nothing to laugh abouthurry up and waitmissed againlost an opportunitypassed up by cruel fatelost my smilehurry up and waiti hate waiting
Submitted for a friend 3 wordsI try to talk to youBut when I doYou take me by surpriseBy how much you are wiseI don't know what to call thisBut all I know is that I am in blissI think I know what to callThis feeling in me for which I stallThis could be love yes it trueThree wordsI love you_____________________________________________What is love?Is love something you can touch?But if it is there is only so much.Or is love just an emotion.Cause by chemicals that could fill an ocean.Dose it have a color red green or blue?But why Is it only felt by so fewTo find true love would require luck.Not as if an ocean with a straw to s
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