Since
Hope... Virtue... Solitude... Devotion... Sorrow... Love...
February
it has been 4 months since then
when will it end?
no one knows
the pressure increases day by day
i can only swallow
some people are born on a bed of rose
from time to time when they are pricked
they says that their life is a bed of rose full of thorn
i used to be one of those
until now i realised how delusional that is
if i have to choose a flower to describe my bed now
i think it is safe of me to say its a bed of Ivy
the thorn pricks my skin and make me bleed
the poison instrude my body and cause me pain
the creeper strangled my chest and cease my breath
things are not in my favour now
and ironically...
one of my favour quote is shooting me back
"when everyone else but you have a problem
look in the mirror
you may be the problem"
i looked into every mirror there is
and i saw some problems
but how does it contributes to what i am going through?
i have changed
i probably lost alot of friends for the past period
do they care?
from what i gather; not really
do i care?
yes i do...
at lest i used to
i did not make any true friends anywhere else
people wearing mask all over the place
people holding up a shield around themselves
who do i have?
what do i have?
my parents?
hah...
i have them...
but...
heh...
i can only sigh in exasperation...
i am losing myself
i am losing faith
i am losing alot of things
soon i may jolly well be losing what holds my sanity...
The tears dropped on
Thursday, June 19, 2008...
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