Monday, July 12, 2010
Sometimes, I just wished that I was dead.
I don't wna commit sucide.
I don't wna to go into a breakdown.
Just wished that I have never co-exist in this world with others.
Obviously it will be bored if I am co-existing in this world myself.
There is a lack in significance then.
I have used so much of my parents'.
My everything is paid for and taken care of by them.
Even my life belongs to them.
So its difficult to leave this world sometimes.
Esp for a person who is so afraid of death.
I wonder how will I die next time?
I can't help but ponder if my life will ever be at its peak
because so far, I can't feeel the excitement, a true excitement
taking place...
Is my life really that mundane or is it that I'm not being participative enuff in this life, this moment?
I just hate the facts that I behave in a haste
and everything just happened so fast.
Those that should be offended shall be so.
Those that are hurt shall be so.
Can't I just shut my damn bloody mouth for a sec?
confessions;5:42 AM
Cheryl Ee