i cant apply myself.

i cant do much of anything,

here iam packin as you just sit, there yet i wonder if you ever have an urghe like i do.

probably not....as you are there with your back to me, going on with life, and you throw so much at me, as i try to stand strong, i fall and cry.ANd with everyone else surrounding me, thinking nothing on how i might feel. i stand there and get lost in the drunken haze.