ｄ ｉ ｅ ｇ ｏ (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nunoky) wrote,@ 2008-06-27 22:25:00 |
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| Current mood: |  when my friends do not care. |
| Current music: | sia-sunday |
| Entry tags: | sunday |
Sunday
Sunday - there's no one.
Sunday - when it all is gone.
Sunday - the day which I try to put me out of myself.
Sometimes there's no one to wake me or try to rescue me.
Sunday - there's no speech. On Sundays, I just wait to feel free on Monday's slavery.
Sunday - the park is greener, because is Sunday.
Sunday - The sun is shinning and I'm here on my beedrom, closed. My parents are outside & they're trying breaking into my door.
Today is Sunday, and I'm out. Today is Sunday and I'm waking up. And I see no Mondays' slavery. It's vacation, it's freedom.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and yesterday was Sunday.
Maybe it was yesterday.And it came so sweet as it could.
