Wednesday, February 20, 2008

he sits in the corner of his room,alone and in total darkness.in his hand was his diary,a red one with lots of stickers,and in it,was his short stories,original lyrics and those of his favourite bands.he slightly opens his room window and with the light provided from the lamp post at the carpark,he pens down his thoughts of the day.he wonders,why him and not anyone else.what has he done?did he ever,unintentionally provoked/offended someone?he doesn't know.he continues writing.he's got a lot to say,his feelings,those lyrics and the girl.no matter what,the girl just can't get outta his head,as if she entered his mind and maybe even his heart and locked herself in,not wanting to leave him.she's been playing mind games with him,but deep down,she likes him too.why were they in such denial?were they afraid of being together or maybe they were just toying with the idea all along.he can't take it,he misses her,a whole lot.he can't say the same for her,for she couldn't give a straight answer when he asked.he hopes that one day,they'll finally,go out,on a date,a simple would be just fine for him,for seeing her sent him into a hurricane of sorts.he was crazy,over her,he just couldn't get enough of her.that's it,his days were always filled with her,his love.

the alter ego.

today,
won Guanyang 3-0.
that's the only highlight.
we're through the next round.
Gabrielites.
we'll go far,if we believe.

Everyone's looking at me
I'm running around in circles, baby
A quiet desperation's building higher
I've got to remember this is just a game

Uneasy Hearts Weigh The Most. 11:28 PM.