Paper Thin Hymn

I just had to write it out.

I’m utterly depressed. Why is it difficult to get want you really want? Pain is a given. If only tears would come and ease some of the hurt away. Or perhaps I can scream and let out pent up frustrations.

I’m angry. Disappointed. Frustrated.

To make matters worse, this came at a stressful time. I’m boarding the plane heading to Singapore on Friday. I’ll be travelling for a good 27 hours. Alone. It sucks that I have this to think about.

Good thing I got new music. Them Anberlin boys aren’t as bad as I thought.

Gah. I need a cigarette.