Not so happy, not so sad.

In my litte world, with my little self, I go about doing nothing and it matters to none.

I'm lazy, getting shy, growing ugly, obedient. Not so happy, not so sad. Not quite sure!

Should be sleeping now, but I'm awake. Should be waking up, instead I'm still in bed. Not so funny, not so bad. Not quite understanding where's outside.

Maybe I'm just changing, or perhaps adjusting. I use to be relentless, I remember. Even nice! Kinda handsome and a little childlike. Not so stupid, not so smart.

In my little world, with my little self, I wish I was not so lonely, not like that.