unwell |
All day, staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night, hearing voices
Telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hope gone, fe...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Feb 2004 00:47:00 GMT |
My Immortal |
I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childish fears.
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here,
and it won't leave me alone.
...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Feb 2004 00:45:00 GMT |
boring day.... |
umm....so its friday....no classes for 2 days..due to teacher's outing in baguio..seems fun right??nah!!not for me...staying at home means no friends for the rest of the day..and i have to start my p...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2004 21:05:00 GMT |
