The Story Of Me
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posted : Wednesday, March 07, 2007
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it was the day when you simply ignored how sad and how sick i was that it hit me.
you dont want a friend like me. to think about it, you dont even need me. where were
you when my days was filled with tears and emotions? where were you when i needed
you the most? was it that hard, to even ask, how i was feeling? was it? i swear, even a simple why, would have helped. why? why does it always have to be me? why must everything
be against me? every single time, i think that it wasnt that bad, it'd get even worst. and it'll
just keep worsening. i am so sick and tired of pretending that everything is okay. i can hardly
cope well in school. i dont get it, how hard i try, my mind still goes blank. and when i come home, it gets worst. if you think its okay, ITS NOT. you always made me feel embarrassed of myself. always. you always made me feel like im not good enough. like the imperfection
in me will make you lose face. well let me tell you something, the imperfection in me, are
what that makes me different. and if you cant accept that fact, then i guess you're not worth
befriending.

is it hate that im feeling right now? i dont know because i know, it sure as hell hurts.
it hurts a lot. well, the truth does hurt doesnt it. you're just the same like everyone else,
pretending like you're different. you're just IDENTICAL like them. if you really loathe the
way i am, why the pretence then? i cant take the lies and bullshits anymore. i hate the
way you treat me, like you're so very perfect. and i hate the way you betray people.
there werent any braveness in you. and knowing that fact, i feel remoursely sorry for you.
some things just wont change huh.