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Monday, July 14, 2008



sometimes,
feel like going to a faraway place.
where you need not care about
anything.
just live life happily.
messed up.

sometimes i wonder
to myself,
why do you do this to me?
why do you "care" for me
so much so
it irritates me.
its my room what.
not yours.
i felt utmost guilty
for saying such things.
but i simply cant contain it.
i just want to cry it out.
times spent without you
seemed so happy,
i laughed like nvr before.
with you,
i cried like never before.
i dont want to dislike you.
stop forcing me.
i'm going nuts.
homework/tests arent helping me either.
comments from some people
makes me feel so much worst.
perhaps,
i shld never force anyone
anymore.
or bhb and suck up to them.
or be happyhappy,
siaosiao,just so to make them smile.
the fact they are just
mocking at my retardedness
idkidk.
i reallyreallyreally dk.
stressedup
sometimes,i even wonder.
who am i?
whats my character?
whats the real me?
ppl seem better without me.

somebody,save me.
i really feel like giving up.
whats wrong with me?
i know i'm a faker,a step

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