random

in some way,

i feel the most overwhelming disappointment inside of me.

somehow,

that tugging at the bottom of my heart isn't the least satisfying at all.

i'm sitting here alone,
with the door locked and windows closed.

i'm sitting here alone,
staring at the bookshelf doors
as they creak in faint screeches
to the light pressure from the winds that came from the ceiling fan.

i'm sitting here,

wondering



All the things i feel i need to say
i can't explain in any other way.

i've been doing some thinking, quite frankly i find that life is just the way it is. things happen for a reason, we'd just have to live with it, you know ? it's life, and life's just the way it is.

as i'm sitting here,
i wonder if there are others out there,

going through the same things as i am.

but i suppose that, for the time being,
i'm just going to have make do with what i have.

even if it's not what i've wished for,

i should be blessed that i've even gotten this far.





ps: wish you rot in hell, i mean it....you dumbass !!