Its gonna be a long, long ride

I've been sitting in front of my laptop for the past 6 hours trying to compile information and resources for my essay. I've done enough slacking around for the weekend, stuffing myself uncontrollably.

I constantly feel like i'm walking on thin ice. Not with any one in particular but basically with everything. I get so annoyed thinking about why people hold good jobs when they're qualities are clearly questionable. Why is it I always have to be the one who pushes for answers? The one who tries to be multilingual.

We may be the same colour but you behave like you're from a different race, nation, place. I'm always here somehow in vulnerable positions. It saddens and frustrates me that no one regards moral values anymore, how life is all about doing every itty bitty scrap of shit you want disregarding anyone that passes you by. I watch you from afar but you can't see me. The truth is, I say I see right through you but in fact you're opaque. Not because you're a terrible person but because you're so troubled by what's circling around in your head all day, everyday. Or maybe all this time I've been making you out to be the wrong individual cause that's how troubled I really am.

My mind and eyes are drained.
I need sleep, work can wait. So can everything else.
I'm just feeling overworked.
Yawn.

Thank you.

Goodnight,
D.