Thursday, May 22, 2008
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counting the days to exams? hoishh! its freakin scary. why is my exam-switch not turned on? omg. blame the summer.
Friday, May 16, 2008
words
i’m too tired trying to be nice that i turned out to be cold?
i do whatever i like regardless those piercing stares from everyone around.
i feel like isolating myself & i mind being around strangers.
i don’t want people to know about me as i too REALLY don’t wanna know about them?
“i do what i like. i’m living my life the way i want it, so just shut up!”
i feel scared thinking that i'm becoming heartless.
it kills me to think “since when i’ve become blind, mute and deaf?”
i'm too worried about my loved ones, that tho i reach out for them, there's nothing I could do?
i'm worried about being far away and the fact that i'm just not there.
i can't help feeling angry to those who took advantage of kindness & carelessness.
i can't help feeling the hatred of those who bullies people i cared about.
is building resistance all about not caring?
i simply don’t care if people hear me mocking out loud.
i simple don’t care if they can make out my mockeries.
at times, i do feel like making them hearing it all .
i really not know what i’ve become.
i hope my soul is intact and my brain is where it is.
i feel scared at times, thinking that I might not be the same person when i came around.
i did found joy.
i found them in newly treasured companions.
i found them where my silly mind thought it was empty.
it is where I can place my raging heart at rest.
it was what keeping me alive.
i do whatever i like regardless those piercing stares from everyone around.
i feel like isolating myself & i mind being around strangers.
i don’t want people to know about me as i too REALLY don’t wanna know about them?
“i do what i like. i’m living my life the way i want it, so just shut up!”
i feel scared thinking that i'm becoming heartless.
it kills me to think “since when i’ve become blind, mute and deaf?”
i'm too worried about my loved ones, that tho i reach out for them, there's nothing I could do?
i'm worried about being far away and the fact that i'm just not there.
i can't help feeling angry to those who took advantage of kindness & carelessness.
i can't help feeling the hatred of those who bullies people i cared about.
is building resistance all about not caring?
i simply don’t care if people hear me mocking out loud.
i simple don’t care if they can make out my mockeries.
at times, i do feel like making them hearing it all .
i really not know what i’ve become.
i hope my soul is intact and my brain is where it is.
i feel scared at times, thinking that I might not be the same person when i came around.
i did found joy.
i found them in newly treasured companions.
i found them where my silly mind thought it was empty.
it is where I can place my raging heart at rest.
it was what keeping me alive.
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