SighAnd so...Can't sleep. Depressed...again.Things aren't what they were. Too much will be going on.I just want to sleep, sleep everything away. In my nightmares I have been happier.The longer I stay up, the more tomorrow is delayed. But by the time slumber comes, tomorrow is wasted.Time is short, time is wasted.Time is always wasted. Don't know how to spend it.Frustrating.I don't know what to do. It's all,Frustrating.It's all worrying.It's tiring. It won't stop, it won't go away.It comes back. It keeps coming back. Hello, now go away.Keep sinking, further and further. While many wait for my hand to reach for help, I wait for theirs to save me first.Dangerous.And so nothing ever happens.It's all the same.So life goes on, and I missed the bus.Pretending nothing is wrong once that step is taken into Wonderland.Hide it all away, keep it all hidden behind a masquerade.And that is when your guard is let down.And you're exposed, unaware....that the knife just stabbed you in
Universe Saving Information"I'm wearing a brown coat, suit and tie with a blue shirt." The Doctor was stood beside the TARDIS console, mobile phone held to his ear. "Jack, what's this about?" His brow furrowed and he looked over at Rose who was watching him from across the room.She grinned, trying to resist laughing. "What's he saying?""Apparently it's important universe saving information." He looked thoroughly unconvinced, speaking into the phone again. "Exactly how is knowing the colour of my underpants going to help you, Jack?"Her grin widened. "Okay, that's enough, hang up on him."He didn't seem to be listening. "And you're absolutely sure this is valuable information?""Doctor, hang up." Rose walked over to him, reaching for the phone but he turned away."And you want to know what Rose is wearing too?" His eyes narrowed."Give me that phone!" She grabbed it off him and closed the lid, leaning up to kiss him. "Honestly, for someone so clever you aren't half stupid sometimes."