November152011

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who the fuck?

A monster.

Angst ridden.

Anger does not disappear. It stays firmly for a long time. This is not me.

I am not me. Am I me?

Have I changed, being different? Or has things changed and I have not moved along?

Do I trust? Or am I even trusted anymore?

Am I giving up or has the world given up on me? 

I just crave for the simple. But am I simply just making the simple untangle?

Do I deserve all these? Or am I deserving of it?

I can never seem to get over things or is the big, gangrene like wound keeps being hurt without being given the chance to heal?

Am I a bird caged? Or am I a bird free but being caged by the 4 walls? 

Am I being watched? Or am I just paranoid?

Am I jaded? Or has I lost the lust for life?

WHAT THE FUCK/ WHO THE FUCK AM I AND WHAT THE FUCK AM I FUCKING DOING RIGHT/ WRONG ANYWAY?