Random Feelings

i toss and turn, restless in my sleep. the thoughts of the days events seem to make me angry. my music cant help me, the sweet leaf cant help me. im starting to fear what lies ahead in a deep sleep. i must stay awake. i must know the answer. will i ever be loved? will i ever have the means to give my love? or will i continue to lay in sorrow and disgust at the mere existence of my being. then i remember something. being a nerd doesnt completely suck. a qoute from my favorite move; time to nut up or shut up.