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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

the way i was criticize by you,
hurt so much.
every word you said is repeating in my mind all the time.
i wonder"oh gosh,was i such a person?"
i think i am.
so i started hating myself.
the way i see how things comes and goes about;
i lost faith in love.
i lost faith in myself.
thats why i decided to let go.
didn make this decision for anybody.
i might have let go,
but that doesn mean i don love anymore.
every trip to school and back from outside,
tears cant help but to fall so badly.
other passenager thinks im crazy.
i cant help,im scare.
is tomorrow that i don wanna face.
i dare not speak up to any friends.
everyone said"call me if you need anything",no worries im always here",you're not alone, i can go throu this with you." and i understand".
do you all really understand?
will you guys really be there when i need someone?
well,i fear approaching to people.
really need someone to listen what my heart got to say.
but who?
after listening are you gonna turn back and say:"crapp, everything she say is rubbish.don care her la"?
i trust no one.


{/7:40 PM}
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