Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Title:its nt a family,nt a house.jus a hostel.

the feelin jus simply sux.
dk y i'm livin in such a place too.
everyday facin 4 walls at home.
sometimes i reali hav a feelin to run away from here
n nvr to come back again.
coz i seriously dun see the nd of me here.
even if i'm here,who cares?
who will bother abt my death or life in this house?
who will?
i feel neglected at here,
wher can i find some warmth?
at mac workin?
at sch?
slackin with dous,js n jh?
i mean who will care?

even if i try dieing again,
they sent me to counsellin again.
after counsellin,problems come back again.
the whole cycles jus repeats itself over n over again.

for wat torture myself nw?
when i can go out wit frens n stuffs.
bein at home,jus add up the the quarrels.
its doesnt looks like a hostel either.
it looks more like a battlefield.
quarrels n fights everywhere.


i dun wanna force myself to be smile nw.
coz its super fake.
i dun do tat kind of stuffs.
freaking fake.
hypocrite.
i kinda haven stop my craziness yet.
sometimes i oso dk wat i wan or do.
jus fk my life.
it sucks.
it simply does.