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My life...




This is a nightmare..
It has always been corvered by mist.
It has always been suffocating in a dark room
it has always been living and suffering..
wondering..
Do friends really care?
Or they're just saying they care
Should i be more emotional?
should i sob all the times?
should i be such a weaky?
Things that hurts
never came out from my mouth
but it remains inside my heart..
It hurts alot..
Friends, don't they neglect you
when they're sad?
you always have to
job to comfort them..
you would be all alone..
all alone in the corner..
only seeing your own shadow
right beside you..
are friends there?
why does it always have to be like this?
when you needed me
i always accompany, with no complains...
when i'm sad i didn't voice out..
i didn't dare to let you worry for me..
when i'm sad.. i know you knew..
but.. why do i have to end up suffering?
Why should i suffer?
When i needed you were you really there?
i am alone... all alone... without seeing no familar face..
Why am i always the scape goat?
You are good in other eyes...
you are weak in emotions in other eyes..
you seems to have problems.. in other eyes..
they care... they ask... they questioned..
But.. have you ever think that i'm a living thing?
Or i am just a doll in ur own perspective..
I am living in this world
i can tell you my friend...
i am suffering more than you
is just that you never knew..
Crying.. Sobbing.. Whipping aint done in school
but in a safe place..
do you even know?...
Seeing you doing that in school..
it had make me wonder..
should i be like this?
this is a good way.. to seek for care...
That's something that i never had..
Friend... do i need a friend?
Do they really care?
Do they know how i feel..
:( ? it's all questioned..

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