Saturday, November 10, 2007

Now I know, no one truly loves me.

Everyone expects so much from me,
especially my MUM.

DAMN IT. REALLY. DAMN IT.

Just get lost mummy,
I'm telling this to you know.
You want money right?
I'll give you plenty.
I'll go be a prostitute!

Want me to sell which part of my body huh?

BLOODY HELL. You know what I'm going through now?

I'm having my emotional relapse again.
You happy mummy?
You want your daughter to die of emotional turmoils?
Haha, if you want it so badly, I could grant it.

I can't take it anymore.
Really.

Here I am foolishly hurting people, (Chris)
Damn bitch.
That's me.

Here I am foolishly waiting.
Damn fool.
That's me.

What am I doing?
Who's going to run forth and hug me tight?
Who's going to slap me in the face and say,
"You know what Ja, you're just another piece of SHIT.
Haha, get it right, it's SHIT. You're no better than that."

WHO?
WHO?
WHO?

** I just need to leave, leave this world for good.