its 3 am on work nite...i should be asleep. i ve been loggin in and out for weeks...the desire to write is there...a million thoughts dying to come out..yet my fingers jus tap on the keys w/ no inspiration. i dont know what it is...there's no fire burning in me... i was commited to my thoughts but lately i think commitment is scaring me. is it that we reach a point in life when we know soon we'll hav to really grow up and stop acting like kids. is it that with adulthood i cant escape reality?

there's a struggle inside of me...