June
26 July 2007
I was never like the other children.
For I was lonesome.
I had no one but myself.
It is a lifestyle, loneliness.
It took me.
I was trapped, inside four walls of misery.
The beginning of a ca
The world is so jolly good, isn't it?
I hope you are happy with it.
The colors are bright, but fake.
This is not what it is.
Life is misery.
It is just that you have not noticed the devil lau
I'm looking for something.
I'm looking for something special.
Something that can brighten my life just a tiny bit.
It is a hard search, being alone.
I wish I had someone who liked me.
Someone w
I.
You took my hand and then we fell. We saw the depression of the city, a crying child, an one way street. A crow whispered in my ear and I was confused. Your cold hand was the only definite exist
This is me. I'm smiling. Can you see that?
I don't like smiling, I am not happy.
But I do smile, because otherwise I would be even lonelier than I already am.
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