Saturday, July 12, 2008
i feel fine.
im happy. im xcited about absolutely anythg.
but im actually not that happy inside.
why or what happened some ask?
hmm.. i dont know myself.
i think to me, there's no hope for all this.
for whatever reason there is.
seeing all these people, to me, is no use.
it really sends the aches and chills.
for someone like me, i think theres more to it.
im different.really different in very pathetic way which i accept.
pitifully.
when i kept thinking about it, it shows me no chances.
to live life.
to know that that sort of person really exist in a place called earth.
or should i say, its useless!
found one, cannot laa. this, that. so much problems.
till theres a time i cant say i want to anymore.
wish i'd never know all this that's happening to me
what i felt, what i desire, what i had known.
all these comes from where i don't want it to come.
it easily comes but will slowly fades away.
what a mere defenseless person like me can do? haha!
imagining also doesn't get me anywhere.
just me, and i can only dream but not grab hold of something beautiful.
im happy. im xcited about absolutely anythg.
but im actually not that happy inside.
why or what happened some ask?
hmm.. i dont know myself.
i think to me, there's no hope for all this.
for whatever reason there is.
seeing all these people, to me, is no use.
it really sends the aches and chills.
for someone like me, i think theres more to it.
im different.really different in very pathetic way which i accept.
pitifully.
when i kept thinking about it, it shows me no chances.
to live life.
to know that that sort of person really exist in a place called earth.
or should i say, its useless!
found one, cannot laa. this, that. so much problems.
till theres a time i cant say i want to anymore.
wish i'd never know all this that's happening to me
what i felt, what i desire, what i had known.
all these comes from where i don't want it to come.
it easily comes but will slowly fades away.
what a mere defenseless person like me can do? haha!
imagining also doesn't get me anywhere.
just me, and i can only dream but not grab hold of something beautiful.
what we could have been, 8:41 AM.
