Saturday, February 9, 2008 / 9:18 AM
Sometimes I wonder why I lack the courage to tell people how i really feel deep inside. It makes me feel shallow and lousy inside.
Why is it so easy for people to tell others how they really feel, wheras it happens to be the opposite for me?
I know I don't like to keep things bottled up, But why is it that when i want to tell someone something, it just gets stuck in my bloody throat?
At times I feel that, even I, do not understand myself enough. I don't know what I want, and I can never express myself clearly.
Damn...
Me
I can be quiet
I can be loud
I can be reserved
I can be wild
I hate deception
I hate lies
I hate betrayal
All in all, No matter what happens,
Life still goes on =)
Life is like a puzzle;
Constructed, connected and arranged piece by piece;
Clench the teeth with perseverance;
All the suffering will end eventually;
Song in playing: Nickelback - Far Away
Look at the stars, and not the reflection of the moon.
