Monday, July 18, 2005

...nothing @ all

Lalalala nothing too exciting today. I thot wanna write something here, something meaningful and something can cheer up my day. But seriously I can't do it.! Im still on Monday mood, not that happy as usual, the fact in my life that I've to be. I've to be here this time facing all the difficult moment. Alone with breaking heart. Wish to write a beautiful words for myself especially today and then a part of one I might begin. A story of someone has sacraficed herself for love and the end of her life killed herself and feeling.

Poems agains. It is suicidal yet has to do with love so everybody else can't say I just write about suicide. Its the only thing i can write. Cause I know what I mostly like. I know exactly what a slit feels like, why shouldnt I be able to write that better than love, which i also know about. I'm blank..!

Hey..!My head totally stucked..!
Well, so much happened these past few days. I'm so damn stupid 4 spending all my time for someone I luv and finally I found that all these while Im dealing with someone really² useless. How dare all this came into my life.! Deep in mind, I really wanna go out from all this rubbish episode. Is really make me uncomfortable and easily angry..! I can't stand more, I'm really² wish I can be far way from this kinda fella. His keeping burning my mind..!

I'm not Barbie doll
I'm not your baby girl
So I've done ugly things and I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls that you have b4
I totally not perfect person
I am rotten to my core if they’re to be believed
So what if I’m not baby bird hanging upon your every word?
Nothing ever smells of roses that rides out of mud

Why do you come close 2 me
Why do you love me it’s driving me crazy
Why do you love me
I get back up and I do it again

You're not some baby boy
Why you acting so surprised
You're sick of all the rules
Well I'm sick of all the lies
Now I've held back a wealth of shit I think I’m gonna choke
I'm standing in the shadows with the words stuck in my throat
Does it really come as a surprise when I tell you I don’t feel good?
That nothing ever came from nothing man
Oh man ain't that the truth


I gonna take a break to do something, to freshing my mind.