Thursday, March 30, 2006
Behind the Mask Struggling. Drowning...down and down...into an oblivion.

So low, so sad, that tears dwell in my eyes.

When was the last time?

Behind the laughters and smiles lie sorrow.

Crying inside.

God seems so distant.

All alone.

Future ruined.

Who else to blame but myself.

My attitude of always acting as though nothing is happening,

I should change.

But all is too late now.

I have to admit defeat.

Confused.

Lost.

Weak.

Breathless.

Overwhelmed.

Oblivious.

Gone.

Destroyed.

Vanquished.

Beaten.

Defeated.

Game Over.
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