I'm sorry.
I want to apologize for whatever I've done wrong. I was too foolish, and just too self-centered. I realized that i was selfish, and too much as a bad player; thinking that doing all that would make me feel so much better. I just had to get (to) you.
I would never wish to not meet you, never. You've been a great help. Maybe i came out a little too possessive. But sometimes, i just feel like i can do better. But of course, its a little too early for me, not too late.
I've been thinking. Why don't i feel motivated; I'm sorry that i don't feel enlightened, truly. Its not really real to me. Perhaps not yet. But when will it shed its shell? I waste my days contemplating, feeling absolutely numb. Have i lost all emotions? Do i still have the intelligence to feel sad, angry and even to be happy? All of it seems very much like an illusion.
But through it all, i know that i still have friends to go with. We don't really talk about these things though; we talk more about the newest wrinkle in fashion, what we see when we sinfully boy gaze, and why money seems to keep giving us so much pleasure. I NEED someone to lead me out of this. I NEED someone to tell me what's going on, what went on, and what's going to happen. I NEED someone to love.
I have failed to entertain. It seems like i've lost a well-wisher. Of course, due to my lack of consideration for others. It is most probably expected by you, most probably, that i would end up in this inevitable puerile mess.
For a moment, you startled me.
Is it really true what i see, what i hear, what i breathe in? It all seems unhealthy, and just wrong. The information you seem to give me are indigestible. It just seem so hard for me to consume it all.
I'll just have to learn. And live the life without your belief in me. It's time for me to set it right myself.
But i need someone.
I know. I've just lost a friend.
I would never wish to not meet you, never. You've been a great help. Maybe i came out a little too possessive. But sometimes, i just feel like i can do better. But of course, its a little too early for me, not too late.
I've been thinking. Why don't i feel motivated; I'm sorry that i don't feel enlightened, truly. Its not really real to me. Perhaps not yet. But when will it shed its shell? I waste my days contemplating, feeling absolutely numb. Have i lost all emotions? Do i still have the intelligence to feel sad, angry and even to be happy? All of it seems very much like an illusion.
But through it all, i know that i still have friends to go with. We don't really talk about these things though; we talk more about the newest wrinkle in fashion, what we see when we sinfully boy gaze, and why money seems to keep giving us so much pleasure. I NEED someone to lead me out of this. I NEED someone to tell me what's going on, what went on, and what's going to happen. I NEED someone to love.
I have failed to entertain. It seems like i've lost a well-wisher. Of course, due to my lack of consideration for others. It is most probably expected by you, most probably, that i would end up in this inevitable puerile mess.
For a moment, you startled me.
Is it really true what i see, what i hear, what i breathe in? It all seems unhealthy, and just wrong. The information you seem to give me are indigestible. It just seem so hard for me to consume it all.
I'll just have to learn. And live the life without your belief in me. It's time for me to set it right myself.
But i need someone.
I know. I've just lost a friend.