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Wednesday, April 01, 2009 / 11:11 PM
emo me I know i am the emotional one, the one who thinks a lot and tends to become melancholic. Honestly, i feel for so many things. I want change for so many things, hoping to exert some effort and make things better. I hope to improve situations and cheer people up. Yet in the midst of doing all these for other people, there are times when i feel the silence in the crowd. So many people around me yet i feel alone. The sheer feeling of silent screams is not a cliche, but something that is very true and happening in me at times. It feels as if i am trying to speak up and everyone else think that my opinions don't matter and i am nothing. Rapture is a strange thing, and damsels weep when the good ol days are over. When you are simply wilting and just not as pretty as before. I loathe the way attitudes and perceptions are being formed sometimes. Why am i always stuck in this rut? In this never-ending shit? In a world i seem to have no control over the things? Helplessness, really. And where are you when i need you? When i hope you will be here? WHERE. i am going berserk soon. |
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