Where Will You Go?

You're too important for anyone

You play the role of all you want to be

But I, I know who you really are

You're the one who cries before the dawn

But where will you go

With no one left to save you from yourself

You can't escape, you can't escape

You think I can't see right through your eyes Scared to death to face reality

No one seems to hear your hidden cries

You're left to face yourself alone

But where will you go

With no one left to save you from yourself

You can't escape the truth

I realize you're afraid

But you can't abandon everyone

You can't escape, you don't want to escape

I am so sick of speaking words that no one understands Is it clear enough that you can live your whole life all alone I can hear you in a whisper, but you can't even hear me screaming Where will you go With no one left to save you from yourself

You can't escape the truth

I realize you're afraid

But you can't reject the whole world

You can't escape, you won't escape You can't escape, you don't want to escape.

Aiming towards myself... this is how I've been feeling lately...

To everyone, I'm sorry.

Okay... I think I need a hug now.

Expect It Now.

What can i say? There's alot of emotions swiriling in my head.
It just makes me depressed just even trying to sort it out.
Happy, sad, frustrated, annoyed, and anger.
Bleh.
I'm tired of getting dirty looks from Brenden and Manny (but then again I do expect it from Manny, it is his nature to do so). Their prominent gaze sends me into complete panic mode.
Twitching, itching, just wanting to scream "WHAT DID I DO WRONG?!?!"
Brenden's glare came about when I started dating his friend over a year ago.
It made me feel like I didn't deserve to be there and that I would never fit in.
Now... even after my ex and I broke up, I still recieve them.
A worthless pathetic spec of dirt.
That's how I see myself in their eyes.
Why is it so?
Silence.
How the hell am I going to make it through without losing it. Confrontation?
If only I had the "balls" to do so.


Girls, girls, and more girls; was my sister's reply to a desperate question of mine.
It wasn't the answer I was looking for.
It didn't seem to be the truth.
He wants to drop the harlot rep and told me so, but I still needed to be reassured. I asked my sister if there was still others.
All was said... "He has girls.".
Wow... I feel special, yet it sadly doesn't surprise me.
I just wish it wasn't so.

My random blogging of random stuff should be expected of me... well only from those who know me personally, but to others who don't:
Expect It Now.


So long and farewell?