I am sad.
I am tired.
I hate this life
This damn life of mine.
Why me?
When there are many.
Why is it always always me?
Your eyes are all pointed to me.
I don't wanna love
If love is seen that way.
I don't want to have a family
If all burden is on to me.
Poor I for I have much love in my heart
I wanna lift the curse but it seems to linger till forever
Signing off is not a prerogative either
Oh my, shall i stay bitter or just wait for this love to wither?
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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