Life, why do you always trash with my feelings? I don't know how you prepare for it but I know that it's your job to do it, right? I have nothing to say about anything anymore, I have nothing to feel anymore. Then, why do I still yearn for it? The thing I hate the most, to feel and have you trash with those feelings. Having feelings for something is very nice but I can't comprehend why I like it, yet I don't like it. Weird, huh? I know. I'm only saying what's on my mind right now even though I do not understand.. Let me ask again.. You, the person who is reading this, can you answer these questions for me? God knows it but doesn't want me to know.. but then.. forget it. I'll find it out as God want me to. Thank you. Salva nos placere.Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Life, why do you always trash with my feelings? I don't know how you prepare for it but I know that it's your job to do it, right? I have nothing to say about anything anymore, I have nothing to feel anymore. Then, why do I still yearn for it? The thing I hate the most, to feel and have you trash with those feelings. Having feelings for something is very nice but I can't comprehend why I like it, yet I don't like it. Weird, huh? I know. I'm only saying what's on my mind right now even though I do not understand.. Let me ask again.. You, the person who is reading this, can you answer these questions for me? God knows it but doesn't want me to know.. but then.. forget it. I'll find it out as God want me to. Thank you. Salva nos placere.Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Lonely girl always dreamt of unreachable dreams
Making noise inside her head, stirring, churning.
She muttered, "No problem," but aren't those words lost?
Failing again, failing again.
After your search for mistakes, let's roll again!
Making noise inside her head, stirring, churning.
She muttered, "No problem," but aren't those words lost?
Failing again, failing again.
After your search for mistakes, let's roll again!
How can they not see it?I don't want to roll again.. each time I do, a part of me just withers away.. Until I reach the part where there's no rolling once again.. in other words, death. Was I not there for you? Then why are you not there for me? Why can't you see through my lies, my misery and through my actions? Is it really better for me to hurt and wither away? Is that what you want? Please tell me.. i'll do it for you. What? Anything.
