Pathetic

Some days, I get such a sick feeling. Everything about my life seems so empty, so meaningless. Each minutes hold something familiar, something I saw yesterday and the days before. Every second seems to drag on, my heart feels so lonely. I feel so bored with my life and everything in it.

And then other days, everything feels so great. The sky sings pretty songs of love and I can't stop smiling. Everything I encounter gives me that same feeling of the warm sun on your skin after you've been cold so many months.

The only difference between these days is a few hours of sleepless nights and how I wish my life could be. Pathetic, isn't it?