Tuesday, February 14, 2006

word for you!

For you!

ok basically, i'm at home and thinking about things that i wanted to do. i can't even think straight. my mind is bothered with these stupid thoughts. can you like make my brain free from these torments. i'm broken inside and torn and i'm so darn sick and tired of all these things inside of me. because of you, my life has changed. you made me weak and you have summoned my heart with these uneasiness and pain that i can't just even explain. if you could hear me out loud. if you could only see what i'm trying to say to you. it seems like you don't even care at all. you don't seem to make it important to you. you're a freaking egoistic, selfish, stubborn human. you don't seem to care at all. now i'm hating you for doing this to me. the torments and pain you've showered down on me, falls on me and i can barely see it. you will suffer the comsequences. you will feel the same way as i do. you'll never, ever recover until you attempt suicide again....mwahahahahahahaha!

i wonder if you're thinking about me. as a friend. i do. do you? well i am so pissed off of this conversation. can you like utter different things to motivate me? you'll never get away with this. what you sow is what you reap. remember that. they said never stay where you are not valued. i'm breaking away, breaking free, trying hard to forgive but i could not forget. you'll see the pain and sorrow that you have showered me with. there will come a time that you, yourself would ask for me. until it leads you that you can't even breathe, sleep and think straight. you'll know how it feels. it takes time. patience isa virtue and that's one of my motto. i'm not in a hurry but soon it'll get you. hunt you down like you are being chased by a hunter.

Divine justice is always there. you'll see how it'll work. you'll witness it. you'll realize all the things that you have given me, subtly. why the hell are you doing this to me? do you think it make you stronger and make you burst out your ego. huh! you're gonna get yours, man. don't you ever, ever say to me that you care. i have a lot of things in my head, the reason behind all the gestures that you're doing. i found the stories behind it all. it's really disappointing, discouraging and depressing. it devastates me and makes me broken inside. i'm not important to you. am i? i guess you're just using me to cover the holes that you had made. pathetic and made me feel like stupid. well i'm stupid anyway, but not a hundred percent. i will find a way to find your weakness. once i found that out, i'm telling you, you're dead! i may move and destroy you, mysteriously and it'll be a mysery.

i've considered you as someone special in my life. i told you that. you did not even care and mind. i said that i treasure and value you, but i never heard that from you and i'm not expecting for it. i don't care about words, as long as you show it to me. then i will really highly appreciate that. but what do i get? nothing. nothing as i am. yeah, i'm sensitive, you can say that again and again. isn't it obvious? or it's just that you don't care. you are, egocentric, selfish, reckless, disappointing, depressing, discouraging, inconsiderate and devastating.

Don't worry, i will still hear you. i will still be here when you need me. i will still be here to enlighten you. to make you feel that someone still cares for you, and that's me. after all, i'm used with this feeling. you are just the person that made me feel this way intensely.