Posted on Sunday, April 13, 2008, at 9:21 PM
i asked whether life is a misery or not.
miserable for many things.
never miserable for what i did, my own consequences.
i never do anything wrong, which harm myself.
i never had any wrong concept of life.

but i am feeling damn bloody fucking miserable cause of you.
i should actually laugh,
laugh at all the mistakes that you done.
i can get myself out of this misery, but i didnt.
i choose to stay with you.
i choose to brave through all these with you.
but how about you?

you want me to not help you,
you want me to not wait,
you want me just not to do anything for you.
how can i bear to do these to you?
how can i ever bear to do these to my dear you?