life is just not my kind of game
its complicating, its hurtful
love, friends, family, God.
sometimes i felt that things weren;t right
i don;t know where to start and stop. sometimes i wish i wasn;t me
i felt weak, and appeared strong.
i don;t know what i need. i just felt so different in the inside.
i wish i can keep myself away from troubles, but i can;t. i wish i dont exist.