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Tuesday, May 10, 2005

"Alien Xuf on-the-line"

the life here seems so weird
that sometimes you
will learn that the
things you love to do most
may just become something
you hate the very next moment

frustration everywhere
loop holes retribution
i dunno what this life is about
so confused and at times really idiotic

does all adults become skeptical
after interacting with more adults
(so what's the point of so-called socialising?)

in short, people are just like this anyway
--selective-- (or rather retarded)
they accept the bad and horrible stuff like a sponge
they accept the good as well
but in a way comparable to
attempting to squeeze water out of pebbles

i think this is the hundredth or thousandth time
that i say i hate the human race
human reading this please forgive me
afterall i am just an alien who accidentally fell to
this cold hard blue-green planet
(sorry mum, i know that's like an insult to ya)
(and complain tt i'm going nuts again:P)

i'm so irritated with everything
so pissed with nothing
i need an outlet to scream, cut and cry

why do we have to make the lifes of others so difficult
when we can actually make things better and simple

i'm no nice sweetie pie
i may not curse out loud
but i have so much crap in
me that my face spells "@%/*$#^!"

i dunno what i want to do next
or where i will stop in the end
and this troubles me really badly

like a mini volcano
errupting into nothing

i'm so stress over tiny stuff
that i'm becoming smaller and smaller
each n every day that passes by

nothing that goes in comes out..
everything is just squashed up inside
compressing to almost infinity

sick and blue deep down

maybe the supposedly seeming
cool and calm oceans
afterall had to
faces all the thrashy problems

and only when pollutions starts endangering
your life than you start to panic and
freak out and suddenly become interested

really exhausted now.
left with nothing much inside me
guess i've emptied everything out

dried up in a sense where
people who matters still matters
things are sort of different
yet simply still the same

everyone has different way of
caring and sharing
dont impose your thoughts on me

nothing is difficult to understand
what matters is how much effort
you are willing to put in.

i may not understand many thoughts
of many
i may not entend the care and concern
that's expected
i may not perform many duties which
were expected

endless "may" but that doesnt matter
i will just stick with my puny brain
and perform whatever it tells me to

*i know i can run thousand miles if i want cuz i'm just different (or weird)*


Xuf: tear-drop from the heaven'Sky » 10:41:00 PM



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