Overkill

It's a song, look it up.

Everytime I try to do homework late night, I never actually do it and end up procrastinating and doing something like...I dunno, playing vegas solitaire until you win?

And while I play, I usually think. And while I usually think, I start to worry. And when I start to worry, I get depressed. Well, maybe not depressed, more like a little to pessimistic.

Somehow I feel like I don't want school to end so soon. I don't want to go to college anymore if I'm just gonna be all alone. I don't want to get mature. I don't want to major in anything. I don't want a job. I don't want to go grow up.

I hate facing problems. I either let other people solve them for me, or simply escape them. But if I never tell anyone about them, how can I ever expect them to do a thing?

I'm a liar who'd rather keep other people satisfied than give himself the dignity of self-satisfaction.

Always labelling myself and giving myself fancy names, but I don't think it's ever true.

Lovely.