Hold On Hope.

Yeah so I'm there again.
In that rut.
Where everything is quiet and slow and heavy.
Everything that I 'have to' do, is forced.
It feels forced, and it sucks a huge amount of energy.
I wanna find some sort of a remote, I want to star in a stupid adam sandler movie or smth.
Like hey, fast-forward this shit, please? I want to be nineteen and free.
I don't feel like being this boring, or sleepy or dead.
But I don't want to take control and do things for myself.
The way I think is the problem.
"Ooh, the years burn"
God this is so silly of me.
The killer in me is the killer in you.