Friday, September 29, 2006
wad the fck am i doing. why am i using my left hand to colour!! =.="'
the colour comes out no strength.. den keep overshoot the line =.="'
hais..
wadeva~
like any1 here cares..
i juz wish to end everyting.
im juz tired.
everydae i go home.
hw. com. songs. fone. family. sms.
everydae in sku.
talk. lessons. exams. tests. frens. sms.
everytime i bow my head
i wud feel the force and tiredness.
force as in stress bah?
wadeva~
i juz wanna end everyting.
im juz.. plainly.. tired..
plainly.. tired..
or mayb..
everyting of me is tired..
ive been pressing it hard. back down to deep in my heart.
but everyting juz forced out.
im juz..
tired.
will u, let me go?
ive been throwing myself into bball.
hoping bball cud help me. althou i can.. throw everyting outta my mind..
but it was only temporary..
after bball they were bak again.
can u even understand?
my feelings?
my life. 4eva tired.
probably 1 dae i'll get tired of living too ^^
hah.
lemme go.. lemme go..
i dun wish to stay animore..
but its the SOCIETY tat dun lemme go..
to get a job muz go thru studies.
to study muz go thru exams.
to exam muz go thru tests.
l0llies. i dunno wad the hell im doing.
as i get older i wud tink more about old daes.
and i wud alwaes tell myself.
"c'mon. my childhood IS NOT NICE." joyce. warren and his good fren. ryan. all of them. hu ruined my childhood. MY MUM. MY ASTHMA. they all ruined my childhood the good memories. i cant tink of any good times!
wad can i do?
look FORWARD?
how? i cant see my future.
and wad i see now..
is nothing but studies.
nothing but failure..
i have failed.
failed.
i tink of childhood.
the more i cry.
the more i start to break down.
my injuries.
were more den enuf.
more den enuf..
physically and ... wads tat word? wadeva. emotionally.
the no of times i been to the doc the no of times i admitted into the hos
the no of times i get bullied the no of times i cried the no of times i.. i..
the no of times i fell.
im tired. lemme give up.
lemme stop competing..
lemme stop tinking.
lemme stop feeling tired.
lemme.. end it all..
put me to sleep..
and lemme to never wake up..
when i wake up 1 dae..
i wun feel tired animore.
i wun feel tired animore..
can u.
tell me.
how.
to achieve.
TAT?
can u.
help me.
or.
save me.
from.
this.
tiredness?
lemme guess.
the answer is..
-NIL-
i have to continue to be tired. to be stressed out. to continue to live this life.
to continue.
wad i have to finish.
wad i have to finish..
the colour comes out no strength.. den keep overshoot the line =.="'
hais..
wadeva~
like any1 here cares..
i juz wish to end everyting.
im juz tired.
everydae i go home.
hw. com. songs. fone. family. sms.
everydae in sku.
talk. lessons. exams. tests. frens. sms.
everytime i bow my head
i wud feel the force and tiredness.
force as in stress bah?
wadeva~
i juz wanna end everyting.
im juz.. plainly.. tired..
plainly.. tired..
or mayb..
everyting of me is tired..
ive been pressing it hard. back down to deep in my heart.
but everyting juz forced out.
im juz..
tired.
will u, let me go?
ive been throwing myself into bball.
hoping bball cud help me. althou i can.. throw everyting outta my mind..
but it was only temporary..
after bball they were bak again.
can u even understand?
my feelings?
my life. 4eva tired.
probably 1 dae i'll get tired of living too ^^
hah.
lemme go.. lemme go..
i dun wish to stay animore..
but its the SOCIETY tat dun lemme go..
to get a job muz go thru studies.
to study muz go thru exams.
to exam muz go thru tests.
l0llies. i dunno wad the hell im doing.
as i get older i wud tink more about old daes.
and i wud alwaes tell myself.
"c'mon. my childhood IS NOT NICE." joyce. warren and his good fren. ryan. all of them. hu ruined my childhood. MY MUM. MY ASTHMA. they all ruined my childhood the good memories. i cant tink of any good times!
wad can i do?
look FORWARD?
how? i cant see my future.
and wad i see now..
is nothing but studies.
nothing but failure..
i have failed.
failed.
i tink of childhood.
the more i cry.
the more i start to break down.
my injuries.
were more den enuf.
more den enuf..
physically and ... wads tat word? wadeva. emotionally.
the no of times i been to the doc the no of times i admitted into the hos
the no of times i get bullied the no of times i cried the no of times i.. i..
the no of times i fell.
im tired. lemme give up.
lemme stop competing..
lemme stop tinking.
lemme stop feeling tired.
lemme.. end it all..
put me to sleep..
and lemme to never wake up..
when i wake up 1 dae..
i wun feel tired animore.
i wun feel tired animore..
can u.
tell me.
how.
to achieve.
TAT?
can u.
help me.
or.
save me.
from.
this.
tiredness?
lemme guess.
the answer is..
-NIL-
i have to continue to be tired. to be stressed out. to continue to live this life.
to continue.
wad i have to finish.
wad i have to finish..
нØSYx3.™ miss you lots @ 10:22 PM