when i woke up i wasnt myself. it had already creeped into me- the psycho weed. my eyes opened- there was a bright light in the room. irritated, i shut my eyes. some time passed. i tried opening my eyes again..this time it wasnt as bright. i got up, by default i shud've walked to the bathroom to wash my face, but the psycho took me out of my room straight into the kitchen!
i went to the college to pay the fees 2day. i hate to see him and her too...there are many of them. and the sycho still can not overlook. i pray for peace! all of them wear masks, change often but never unmask. only a few do. i like them for their honesty.
i was pissed at a lot of things 2day, coz nothing went right. but it was bound to happen anyways. i was so damn low. no one helped me get rid of the psycho weed. i had to help myself. as they say- only a thorn removes a thorn... i had to create another psycho to beat the first.
this is insane but musical vibes can do wonders to my mind. psycho attacked, i defended. music coupled with dance helped me get over the psycho weed. it vanished...not entirely. has some remains, shud be gone when i wake up next.
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