Friday, January 19, 2007
isnt being happy a simple thing to do?
but y it always seem hard to be
time goes by.. and nothing changes
it only gets harder to breathe each day
i hate myself being so weak...
sometimes i pray tat i will juz die in my sleep
how peaceful..
i hate being like this..
this is not the real me..
or maybe it is?
i hate this home...
i hate her...
i wan to hate her...
but its hard.
coz i love her...
but y does my heart hurts so much?
i fake a smile on my face and pretends nothing happened..but when the night falls, tears juz start to fall...
3:06 PM
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