have some faith in me. i may not be the nicest person on the planet...i may not even be a nice person to start with. but dun assume dat u understand me. coz u dont.
i dun think anybody quite discern me.
it's all a big gigantic joke ain't it? age doesn't equal level of maturity. these shackles are getting tighter by the day. this tight rope around my neck is working its way into my skin...making me gasp for air. blood is beginning to ooze out..slowly trickling down my fair neck.
i need to break free from this torment. my pleas and cries seems in vain. this immense pain is beginning to make me retaliate. 'why?' seems to be the most popular word in my vocab right now. but sadly, ...no answers.