Stayed at home the whole day..
slacked..
tired..
slept at 4am..
mum made a big fuss out of it..
mum went blah blah new computer blah blah..
didnt heard wad else was said..
cause New Computer says too much..
i mean its the holidays..?
cant i like stay up late..
i usually don't do it but couldnt sleep..
slacked around online and it was 4am..
like wad am i suppose to do..
awaken by grumblings by mum and dad to one another..
got up at 7am..
just lay in bed half-conscious..
pretend never hear anything..
knocked out again..
woke up at 3pm..
this is the latest i've ever woken up..
thrashed my xbox..
realised it was like 6pm..
God-damn fast day..
holidays..
beginning to hate them..

I've never felt so lost before..
Finding no purpose in Life..
Waking up every single day..
to find yourself struggling through life..
What's the purpose of suffering every single day..
With nothing to look forward to everyday..
Something is just missing in my life..
I don't know what either maybe its..
Thinking doesn't help..
Life seem so bleak..

Finding what i've lost..
Finding the purpose of me..