[troUgh]

Guess that's where I presently am. Not because of things happening, but because of me myself. To know the truths yet not abide to them - that's a downhill. Too long being good that I enjoy being not.

Even a sad face is no longer good for the heart. "A dying man's face" - that's a remark my friend gave me when she bumped into me, deep in thoughts, months ago. These days I'm wearing it most of the time, now that dying is inside out.

Want to be silent, but I feel like exploding.
Want to scream, but there's no trigger.

By itself a motion; without passion, life's a commotion.

Escaping from the calling, hiding; waiting to see how I'd be found again.

sigh

guess there are times in ur life where u just want to sit n play,, spending the day like there IS tomorrow. I hate it.. but what can I say?

scReam

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!