today has been painfully painful.
i wake up knowing i have a long day ahead of me.
that i have priorities to do
but too lazy to do
because i do not see any point of taking action.
actions could lead to disasters
as much as words could really make me happy.
why?
because...
i do not want to eat
nor nourish myself in any way.
i do not want to be weak too
but i am, physically that is.
i do not believe we can categorize anybody
as either weak or strong.
i will always be in between.
paranoia feeds creativity.
creativity feeds loneliness.
loneliness would like to receive at least one phone call.
we have our whole lives to share you fucker.
if only you'd clear your head for just one night
and think about the person you have possibly hurt.
it is not about being selfish nor being too needy
it is about fulfilling the objective of this "thing."
it is how i care about you mainly.
funny how we'd like to take everything lightly
but taking things lightly would end in discontent still.
i am one angry person who still smiles
because there is no point in giving others a bad day too.
funny how i want to be normal
but circumstances will not let me be.
you know what's the funniest?
that i have to divulge this
in the fucking information highway.