Thursday, July 23, 2009
You. . . .
Why you care so much when nobody cares about you.
why do you always get blame for nothing
why are you helping others smile when you don't really smile .
why are you trying to be strong knowing you're not.
why do you try to slove people's problem when you yourself have too much to be slove
why are you still stuck in the past?
why are you so stress and depress nowadays
why does no one see this pain and sorrow in you?
why are you always thinking this fucking much?
why are you such an idoit and retrad
why are you always trying to be smart
why are you talking rubbish?
why can't you cry?
why are you not sad to see someone you love that don't seems to love you at all
why are you so crazy
why are you always trying so hard to sleep
why can't you feel sorry for yourself?
why can't you think for yourself?
why can't you study harder?
why can't you just play less?
why can't you put those importan things first?
i've never been so stupid to scold myself before =x
so now i ask myself what importan really mean's to me
well to me it means that importan is something you must do or make that soemthing importan not lost or be gone
what is importan to me?
well
someone i love is importan to me,
my Family,
my studys,
money?
my future?
my friends?
getting rid of things i don't wanna have?
But the most importan thing now is i want to really be alright
nowadays i'm feeling so wierd
i feeling like dying or killing myself....
i feel like i don't belong to anywhere. . .
i feel so uneasy
my head just keep spinning and it's hurtting like wtf..
it's like everytime you wanna die and you have alot of flash back of things and reasons why you should not die so early
maybe one day....those ulgy part would just die
i just hope everyone around me would be alright....
i just feel so tired
but i don't wanna give up now cause this stress seems like a challenge to me
i just hope i can make lot and lots of money when i grow up and make my dream come true
:]
nobody understands nobody
sometimes maybe, i'm being so selfish in ways. . . .
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