Met the coolest person. Why does she want to talk to me? Can't she see that I'm nobody. Do I even exsist? God, sometimes I really can't tell. I mean, it feels like I'm here.. but it feels like I'm not. Do people see right through me? Uh oh, gotta confirm exsistence. Fading into the grey. Soon there will be nothing left but black. Darkness that overpowers the colors of the rainbow.
...The rainbow. What's on the other side? Why are people always singing about it. What could be there that's so great? Is it because this world is so cold and grey that they fantasize about a brighter one? What if this is the brighter side of the rainbow? Maybe the other side is just black. That's why we see the colors from where we stand.
...Colors. Are they just an illusion? How can the rainbow have so many colors when we live in such a morbid place? Doesn't it realize that no one gives a fuck? Show us all the colors you want, but everyone knows that when you mix them all together, you get black! Try to fool me, stupid rainbow, but I know better!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Who the fuck am I??
What makes me worthy of being here? Who decided to put me on this planet anyway? How come I never had any choice in the matter? Shouldn't I have had some say on whether or not I wanted to be here? Would it have made a difference? No one ever tells you when you start off life that there will be so many complications. That things can get so hard. Life is hard. It's a train wreck waiting to happen. Ee3ek.. save me from the train!! It's in my head... trampling my brain, driving me crazy with the constant tch tch tch and the WHOOOOOOOOOO!!! Please make it stop! Would someone tell the world that I'm not supposed to be here?
Won't someone drag me out of here?
Why was I born into such a miserable, forsaken town? What to do, but log on and get away.. travel the world though a network of microfibres. This net is like crack.. I can't stop coming back.
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