Teen blues. *o*

Beat.
My heart.
For tomorrow..
there's no certainty..
whether you'll still beat
or you'll weep.

--watta CRAP.--
.^.^.^.^.^.^*

I want to do something worth my time.
Not like this - getting mad over someone who doesn't even care about my existence.

-why am i so emooo!-
-i hate being like this.
-i hate being NONSENSICAL.
-i hate feeling for my heart.

***zipp..zapp..***

i wish i were in a time warp zone, i wanna correct my past IF NOT-- zoom to the future.

i wish i could be a computer game character.

powered by the mind and will of my creator.
'coz
am so stupid left to myself.


***zipp..zapp..***

i wish i could be more useful.

i wish am not a teen anymore -- subject to frequent mood swings and weird bouts of "depression".

what's up with me?!


***zipp..zapp..***

why is it that.. when you're a teenager...

you love to sleep.. just sleep. [when computers and internet are most unavailable]

you love to dream and lure yourself into feeling that you're the 'best' person in the world --

and then suddenly you'll switch into thinking that you're the most pathetic being in the universe worthy of nothing but death.

you think about your crush all the time and expect to get "something" out of it when in fact it's pitifully a waste of time.

and why in spite of that,, you still do.. even if it takes you hours of idleness.

***zipp..zapp..***

my mind is a chain of random thoughts.

and each link is made of stainless stealth.

---pretty much senseless---


just ignore this entry.