Fantasy

I fucking starved for 10hours yesterday.
I survived with a bottle of drink, nothing else.
Work finished at 10pm, met ST again for our late dinner.
I embarrassed myself yesterday, wtf..
Home midnight, & lotsa thing run through my mind.
I guess i’ll never know what’s been missing.
You can come straight right to the point, just tell me what you wanna know.
What am i thinking? I've no idea that's what i can tell you.
There's something you can do for me, there's always something..
There’s a big emptiness, something i can’t find.
I know it’s somewhere.

WHY IS IT THAT MY EYES ARE STILL NOT OKAY?
Apology.