1/10/08
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Strength my foot.
I cannot be happy.
Pain is all I can feel.
There's no turning back.
If I was still at my first crush or love I could still live.
Now, pain is my only resolve.
Just because I am so weak, girls can trample on my feelings like that.
They don't mean it, yes.
Well, I don't mean to fancy them either.
I'm believing less in myself.
I shouldn't have so much faith in relationships.
The faith is taking me for granted.
It's cutting me up so bad.
I'm out of confidence.
My friends can only watch as I struggle out of their slippery hands and right into death and despair.
Do 'you' exist?
Are 'you' the one I'm supposed to live for?
Can 'you' come and save me now?
Are 'you' even alive? Should I die and look for 'you', just in case?
'You' are the reason why I'm crying so much, so come save me now.
...or maybe 'you' would like to observe me throwing my life away?
'You' are such trouble.
I hate 'you'.
Come here now.
I'm waiting.
Dying.
Lost all hope.
Come and hold me down, bind me to your everything...
Please...don't allow me to fancy the wrong person again...
Let it Rain.
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