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"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye."
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My name is Renald. A profile? That's troublesome.
If I had to say something, I wished I didn't exist. Screw humans and their own stupid problems.
Sometimes I wonder why the hell I even bother to try and make people happy, or whatever.
Most of them wouldn't appreciate the effort, or even take notice.
I wish I'd just sleep and never wake up. Stuck in dream forever, doing whatever I want. Inception anyone?
I'm not sure whether all those sweet memories and fun times I've had could make up for the disappointment I feel I've been thus far.
The times I've been drove to the edge, feeling almost insane. The pain being unbearable.
Be careful what you wish for? I don't know. Well.. dont regret your life and what you make of it.
Tresure the present, because they will never come back again.
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12:09 AM Sunday, August 8, 2010
Unconditional love sucks.
There's no point waiting wishing wanting, no point sitting down contemplating. When all you feel is being used, Together they feel amused. Emotions like jealousy all kept bottled inside, It sucks knowing you mean nothing to the person you think of every night. Am I right? What's the use of writing all these poems, When the people don't even see em'. The way I work so hard for things, They just take away from me. The joy and fun it all brings, All there with them for you to see without me. No matter how much I hate being reminded of you, I never mind a little glimpse. But when memories fall in and tears start to roll, I need to get back on track and give my face a lil' rinse. I'm tired of all these shist, I just wished you didn't exist. To make me smile and pull me down again, Give me a rest, let me be sane. Maybe the power of the mind can help, To change the way I once thought I felt. Because no matter how my imagination thinks true, I can never be with you. ▲ |