Friday, March 25, 2005

yes.shutup

u claim to listen.
but u hardly do.
small things count too u noe.

u claim to care.
but it goes onli skin deep.

u claim to be nice.
but the words u use are too much for mi to bear.

u claim tt im needed.
yes,when the others r not there for u.

u go for fame.
u go for popularity.

i feel like a punching bag.
a sparetyre.
i wan to break free.
start a new life elsewhere.
but i cant.
mayb i duno how to stand up for myself.

but i still thank u.
for brightening up my life now n then.
for accompanying mi at times.
for makin mi stonger.numb.
tts y i hung on.
i cant afford to spoil it.

i thank those hu listened.
those hu cared.
the one hu broke the bottle of welled up feelings.

i will continue to hang on.
continue the facade.
lets see how long it will take for the pain to go away

by Miss Pek at 14:02 |