high and dry
its a wierd feeling, being alone. theres a strange silence around here now. not as much life. not as much life in me as well anymore. theres an emptiness, a hole in me. it was ripped out and taken away with no chance of ever getting it back. left with nothing. i dont want to be alone for the holidays. i want to be loved. really loved. i cant do another New Years by myself. i feel so distant from everyne and everything. nobody understands me anymore, they dont understand why im so angry. why i have the right to be angry, why i can hate the world so much at times, but if you all only saw it through my eyes. yea i put on a great face to fool you all, but it is killing me that i have to do that. i cant hide myself anymore. hate me or love me, you choose.