Apparently this year .. oh well there isn't anything great about this year...
everything seems so normal.... BORRIIIINNNNGGGG even....
not much of school.. nothing exciting.. nothing~ new friends?
they couldn't satiate my demon to help me forget my past~ coz..they don't know me~
Though.. i confess.. I closed myself up, i didn't want to let anything in... plus nothing goes out, but a mask... I know no one can accept the UNMASKED me~i know it~ i feel it.. like an un-welcomed gust of freezing air being blown down my spine~
you may not see it.. you may not feel it.. but i am the on behind the wheels~
No matter how i tried.. i couldn't make things right..
I confess, i did wrong.. BUT not all of it.. there were things that i had done right~
I had been having painful flashbacks of my life.. times of painful memories of how sweet they were then~
in those few short months... It tortures me to know that I can never mend the wounds I had caused. And having to put a smile on my face for everyone to see .. for everyone to ignore..
No ONE knows how depressing it is,
because no one cares~ the worst part is NO ONE is supposed to know..
like skeletons in my closet
Now i just want to leave it that way.. be my normal (me)
there is no point in changing for anyone
anyone whom would never learn to appreciate~
everything seems so normal.... BORRIIIINNNNGGGG even....
not much of school.. nothing exciting.. nothing~ new friends?
they couldn't satiate my demon to help me forget my past~ coz..they don't know me~
Though.. i confess.. I closed myself up, i didn't want to let anything in... plus nothing goes out, but a mask... I know no one can accept the UNMASKED me~i know it~ i feel it.. like an un-welcomed gust of freezing air being blown down my spine~
you may not see it.. you may not feel it.. but i am the on behind the wheels~
No matter how i tried.. i couldn't make things right..
I confess, i did wrong.. BUT not all of it.. there were things that i had done right~
I had been having painful flashbacks of my life.. times of painful memories of how sweet they were then~
in those few short months... It tortures me to know that I can never mend the wounds I had caused. And having to put a smile on my face for everyone to see .. for everyone to ignore..
No ONE knows how depressing it is,
because no one cares~ the worst part is NO ONE is supposed to know..
like skeletons in my closet
Now i just want to leave it that way.. be my normal (me)
there is no point in changing for anyone
anyone whom would never learn to appreciate~
