Coffee Monologue
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I will be happy,
And so will you.
The irritation raged inside my head. It really sucks when you wake on the wrong side of the bed. Well, that’s what’s happening to me. That’s my life. And my life won't change in any way. Nobody can change my life. Not even me. Here’s a sample of my pain: “OWWWWWWW” If that was only a portion of my pain, how could I hold it in? You’ll learn. Everything helps when you learn. Even learning how to drink coffee can help you learn. Oops. I just told you how I hold it in. Coffee. Coffee is the best way to stay awake, have faster digestion and also poop better. Okay, maybe the last …show more content…
Time to tell you about my modern life status, from none to overdose SO much that I might irritate the reader more.
Sleep: very little
Eating: very little
Happy: overdose SO much that I might irritate the reader more more.
Sleep deprivation: a ton
Internal conflicts: cause of the irritation
Irritation: very often
Chance of killing myself: lower than everyone/everything in the world, even more than atomic bombs over Hiroshima
Having fun: none
Staying in a bright, dry room: always Wait … my internal senses sense something. Something bad. Something bad … like a irritation! I drew the words “think of your happiest moment” but guess what I have a few moments but they are not as happy as yours. (Yeah, you reader … actually whoever you are). Anyways you won’t like the story I will tell you, because I am awesome (just kidding). I was always a kid who wanted to be good at something, a person who would help poor people or rich. But I couldn’t help anyone because I was useless (you would have already known this if you were PAYING ATTENTION). I would go around asking if someone needed help but no one take it.
“Do you need any help with anything?”, I asked sheepishly
“No, I don’t, just get lost” said the random
Violets are blue,
I will be happy,
And so will you.
The irritation raged inside my head. It really sucks when you wake on the wrong side of the bed. Well, that’s what’s happening to me. That’s my life. And my life won't change in any way. Nobody can change my life. Not even me. Here’s a sample of my pain: “OWWWWWWW” If that was only a portion of my pain, how could I hold it in? You’ll learn. Everything helps when you learn. Even learning how to drink coffee can help you learn. Oops. I just told you how I hold it in. Coffee. Coffee is the best way to stay awake, have faster digestion and also poop better. Okay, maybe the last …show more content…
Time to tell you about my modern life status, from none to overdose SO much that I might irritate the reader more.
Sleep: very little
Eating: very little
Happy: overdose SO much that I might irritate the reader more more.
Sleep deprivation: a ton
Internal conflicts: cause of the irritation
Irritation: very often
Chance of killing myself: lower than everyone/everything in the world, even more than atomic bombs over Hiroshima
Having fun: none
Staying in a bright, dry room: always Wait … my internal senses sense something. Something bad. Something bad … like a irritation! I drew the words “think of your happiest moment” but guess what I have a few moments but they are not as happy as yours. (Yeah, you reader … actually whoever you are). Anyways you won’t like the story I will tell you, because I am awesome (just kidding). I was always a kid who wanted to be good at something, a person who would help poor people or rich. But I couldn’t help anyone because I was useless (you would have already known this if you were PAYING ATTENTION). I would go around asking if someone needed help but no one take it.
“Do you need any help with anything?”, I asked sheepishly
“No, I don’t, just get lost” said the random