why should life be so cruel to me? is it becoz of the decisions i make? or is it juz the fact that i'm overly considerate to the feelings of others? i can't seem to stop wanting t help others without finding the solution to all my problems. maybe i'm juz hiding behind a huge facade that screams "I'M FINE" to all who care to ask. kinda not how i wanted my life to be.


why do you keep away from me?


do you hate me?


am i that loathsome that you do not bother trying to know me?


you, who gather what little you know of me from others, thinking that what you know is all that i am.


you, who foolishly listen to the rumours of the people you surround yourself with, without stepping outside the circle to acknowledge my existance or adoration for you.


do i have to continue my miserable life with the knowledge of your ignorance? to even stay beyond range of your shadow and only look at your beautiful face from beyond the curtains?


questions i may ask, but answers i will not receive. no one cares, no one listens. my life is lived in solitude, with no one who understands, no one who trusts or can be trusted with what i care to share.


i am a cancer, i suppose, to be destroyed. when? i do not know. but if the blow is to come, i pray thee that it will come quickly, and land accurately, to relieve me of the pain that i have felt and no longer wish to bear.

legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 9/12/2004 11:26:00 pm.