sometimes i really wonder what am i made of.
or rather, what am i made for.
losing the adrenaline to carry on with days of overwhelming unpredictions.
losing the battle with the devil inside me.
losing the strength i hold on to my belief.
losing the might to stay true.
losing the will to smile.
so sometimes i wonder. why am i me.
it can be hilarious. it may be tickling u.
it can also mean nothing to u.
and all i can do is to say its ok. and act like it really is.
wtf.
dependent on others' happiness to be happy.
Friday, August 22, 2008
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