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.daC.
01 Nov
coke light
dead cockroaches
slow rock
Sunday, July 17, 2005

+ Runaway


I look hard at myself in the mirror.. Why do i look so restless.
I find myself sighing for the countless times. I just dont know why.
Tried eating alot. To not feel the stress if thats what they call it. The food's not helping.
Is this a gd time to drown my sorrows by drinking / smoking?

Life is indeed full of questions.
All have yet to be answered.
See, my heart's not at ease at all. Something's troubling me bad.
I'm sooo good at putting pressure on myself, a forte i've long lived with.

Cant wait to walk ahead.
Away from this unnecessary commotion.
Stop thinking at all.
And pretend that i'm a human minus the emotions.

Wish my heart could grow cold.
And stop searching for hope.
But damn its tough, i cant run away from myself.
Only time will heal this fresh wound i hold.