I look at the crowd, I look for your face…
I didn’t see you there…
your face lingers in my mind
your voice lingers in my ear
I don’t ever want to see you again, or hear your voice…
you torment me just being you
I want to let you go… let you out of my mind
but I couldn’t…
you stays, lingers…
Life is just like a bottomless pit hole…
I can’t belief I fall deeper and deeper… and I feel like I’m dragged by the hollowness and the darkness
this emptiness, this negativity suffocate me more and more…
Angst is personally owned, I don’t think other people could understand how others feel
aw… life’s a bitch!
Why is it so difficult for people to understand that I’m, a human being, living and breathing, just like any other human being… have feelings.
What is it about my attitude that made an impression that I DON’T HAVE FEELINGS?? It’s not that I want them to treat me like I’m a fragile china porcelain doll… no! I just want people to see that, like any other human being, I do have objection, I do have likings, I do have what they called ‘feelings’
funny how things go.. it’s not that I’m angry, upset, or furious about people hurting my feeling. I feel extremely sad, I feel I wasted too much effort in trying to understant people’s feelings. while, they, the people I know and love are being insensitive towards me
I feel it’s my fault to have feelings, now I’m blaming myself for what they did to me…
maybe it’s the way I represent myself, maybe it’s the way I show to people that I’m an easy going person. well, NEWS FLASH!! I’m not all that!
there’s more underneath… maybe it’s time for me not to care about people’s feeling. maybe I should throw it back to their face and say "screw you!!!"
friends are people who understands each others
friends are people who care about each others
friends are people who respect each others’ needs, feelings and desire
I guess I’m have my own definition of ‘friendship’ now… can you accept me as your friend with the person I am??
for the people I called my friends, and accept me as their friend
I tried to trace back to see what I did wrong… I tried to move on…
those 2 things are the hardest thing to do right now… I seems to be stuck unable to go, unable to move… maybe I refuse to move on, maybe I don’t want it to be just another dream
I made it fit into my imagination, I tried to belief that he is what I want in life… I was a fool…
I should be happy with what I have now, i should be happy just to be me. yet, I want the hardship… I could get it easy if I want to, but I would not be satisfied nor happy with my ‘easy’ option.
I guess life would be most satisfying when you achieved the things you work so hard for… i know 1 day, I will be amongst the lucky ones… if I belief hard enough and try and try again… I will be one of the few lucky people who said "I have a dream, and I fulfilled my dream"
I now know the meaning of the pandora box… it is our own understanding and expectation what we could accomplish in life…
I never knew the fast truth of my dreams and imagination before… until I meet the man who open my pandora box
it is filled with sorrow, happiness, joy, sadness, grieve and appreciation of my own
I know I could live my life just like I used to without knowing what’s inside the box, but now since the box is opened… I can not return to the way I know, the way I see life…
Now the Pandora Box is opened… I must reach my dreams because it shows me that it is not impossible to achieve
I almost cry when I saw your pic…
I don’t know why, you look so good… maybe I’m just missing you too much
this is crazy!! what am I supposed to do? I live my everyday life pretending that you never exist, who am I fooling??
Everytime we talk… I wanted to confess, how you trouble my sleepless nights, how you bother my thoughts when I’m feeling lonely, how you gives false hope to my heart
I can’t believe this is happening to me!!!
I hate you… I hate you… I hate you!!
I want you out of my life, I want to get out of this stupidity, I want to be free like before!
