i hate the ending myself

i just realised how empty my bed felt.
i could well do with someone to share it with.
i feel really alone at the minute.
a cuddle would be good right about now.
i took a second to look at my life.
and i realised that my life, my room and my car.
there all the same.
a mess.
i guess its continuous tho.
thats got to be good.
i wonder if you fix one, the rest will follow.
for example if i clean my room.
will my life fix itself?
dont be silly.
what do you think this is,
a fairytale.
i almost thought it was.
almost.
it wasnt.
do you think every night will be the same?
my eyes are closing.
and the suns raising.
i do everything in the wrong order.
always and forever.
sex would be good right about now.
shocked much?
at least im real.
told you i was too real.