Sep 19, 2005 00:30
I feel so deceived and sad. The weak will get weaker. The strong will get stronger. The lonely will be more alone. The loved will be loved more. I search my inter heart for guidance, but only find emptiness.
I pause, take a step backwards, and willingly fall.
Then the one who made me fall wishes to help me back up.
I want to lie down now though; I don't have the strength to get back up.