Don't think that you know everything about me.

Please shut up. What right do you have to say those words to me? There is a limit to the amount of insult I can take so don't step over that boundary. You are not the most pitiful person on the world and the thing is that I thought that you had changed a little but in the end you are still wallowing in self-pity. Seriously, be glad that you are'nt homeless. Furthermore, did you think that I would pity you just because you only get $5 a day? If you really want to save money so much, maybe you should stop buying food from Cheers every morning.

And stop saying that I am pampered because I am not. If I was pampered, I would'nt even give you a time of my life.

Anyway, I have something else to say to someone else:
Don't aplogise, there is no need to apologise. In the end, I am also responsible for what happened.

Blame hides the pain of the victims.

I'm bored and rotting away at home so I shall type a story.

There was no colour in her world. All around her, the world was grey. For her, life was meaningless as she had no freedom. She was locked and bound by the dreams of the people around her. Since the age of three, she had been living in the dreams of other people. There was no escape for her.

As she looked up into the skies, she reached up to grab the birds that were flying. She wanted those wings for herself but it was an unattainable goal. Her own wings had already died.

And yet, she was unable to cry. She was already numb from all the pain that she had felt. She knew that from the day that she was born, she was just a puppet.

It was all a lie. The love that her parents gave her when she fufilled their dreams and the hatred that they gave her when she failed. They neither loved her nor hated her for she was just a machine to them.

All those smiling faces from the friends around her were all fake. In the end, they had no love to give her and her heart remained empty.

One day, while she was crossing the road, she looked up and saw a bird that was as white as the snow. For the first time, she saw how blue the sky was and then it was all red.

Don't say goodbye.

Sometimes, I wonder if it would have been better if I could'nt hear anything.

If only I could close my ears to the voices around me for I am tired of hearing insults and lies. If I could'nt hear then I would'nt have to acknowledge them and I would be trapped in my own world and no one would bother about me. This way, it would be better for me and the people around me.

If I could'nt hear, then I would'nt have to bear the hurt that comes from the words of those around me. If I could'nt hear, no one would really talk to me and I would'nt hurt anyone. If I could'nt hear, then I would be able to stop talking altogether.

But if I was deaf, then I would'nt be able to hear music.
So I'll continue to hear because of music.

Let me go in your place for you would be sorely missed.
And I would be forgotten.

Why am I here.

If there was a name for sadness,it would be you.

Its E math and Literature paper 1 tomorrow.

Help. I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As you can tell, I've gone crazy.

For once, let me close my eyes and dream.

Like rose petal flowers
It falls and dies
Silently, without a sound
And yet in unspoken words

Like the deep blue sea
It shrieks and cries
More and less, less and none
But the world is deaf

Like the frozen ice
Which cannot be thawed
Broken and cold
And ridden with scars

Lkie blood which killed
And sobered the knife
For hate runs deep
And grows in darkness

(What love is there?)

I seriously don't know why I can't seem to bring myself to study right now. Just what is wrong with me? I'm so sick of tired of not having the motivation to study. I mean, I can't even locate the root of my problem and I know that its not laziness. Maybe I have just lost the drive in life.

This story does'nt have me inside it. I'm just here because you are here. But your story has developed so fast that I have no choice but to leave you and return to my story which is barren and filled with despair. Now that I'm gone, would you miss me? Would you search for me and bring me back to your side again?

Your smile is so dazzling that everytime I see it, I feel like crying
Because I'm so far from you.

Sometimes, I wonder where everyone around me is going.

Everyone is such a coward. I mean in school, no one dares to fight for their own rights even when it is the teacher who is clearly in the wrong. There is this silent obedience that has been instilled in everyone such that no one dares to question whether the teacher is right or wrong. Everyone just nods their head in agreement and afterwards, they will just complain behind their back. Basically, everyone just suffers in silence.

I mean, take for example, sometimes, when the teachers give the students wrong information, the teacher will still blame the students for commiting a mistake when it is clearly the teacher who is in the wrong as he/she gave the wrong information. Its as if the teachers are trying to make it seem as if they can never be wrong and it is always the students fault.

Teachers also always ask students for respect when they don't even deserve it. If a teacher is not going to respect me, then why the hell should I give that teacher respect? Why the hell should I respect someone who looks down on me and never ever gives me a chance to question his/her actions?

The moon shines in sadness for the world that has regressed.
And the sun shines in vain to light the world once more.
(But the world takes no notice.)