Yesterday's people end up scatterbrain. Don't have to make up a reason. It's a ridiculous feeling. Being stuck here in this dream. My so called friends. It's fun being here. Or maybe not. Come over here, I'm patient. Now I can see. I'm ready.
Yesterday I was really happy. It was because nothing happened. No one made me angry. Everyone considered not to lie to each other (I never said they told the truth). It was a good day. I got home late. And I was set to fall in. I haven't felt the rain running down my spine for a long time. I miss that feeling. Shivering cold.
You'll never change.