Saturday, 9 August 2008
it is painful. it really is. it hurts so much, none of you would know it. it is not as simple as you think because you have never felt it so you will never, never, know my pain. you think you know, but you do not. it is painful, so much that it drives my insane. it makes me wish my life would end, then and there. it makes me wish, that i never was here, that, i never was alive, never was born. all i can do now is wait, wait and wait for my misery to end. so that it would all be over, so that perhaps, i could find peace or even happiness. no, i must not dream too much, for if my dream never comes true, my heart would be crushed. crushed to bits, crushed to pieces. i can only wallow in self-pity which i feel is very pathetic, but it cannot be helped, this is my plight, mine and only mine. the only thing that actually belongs to me and only me.
@ 23:11
