kon1

Jun 30, 2006 09:59

Sunday, at exactly 5.24pm, cute Kon-tot spoke with a voice that thundered inside the walls of Sutherland, well, just behind the Reception.




you look at me. you look amused. giggly. you look like you're itching to grab me and cuddle me. i know my cuteness brings a different kind of elation to people. it's cool because it makes me feel invisible. i am there but i am not really there. you only see my cuteness but not my sorrow. you don't know that the blood that flows through my veins is cursed. i am cursed to be beautiful and i have to live with it for the rest of my life. my only consolation is at least unlike other people, i need not pretend to look happy and cute so that no one would bother to ask or worry about me. i dont have to pretend because well, i already look happy...and cute.

it's settled now. i am cute but i am also strong. who says no one can be cute and strong at the same time. i am strong and i can be your hero. it's sad though because i can save other people but i can never save myself. so many times i feel like the earth will open and swallow me. maybe it's better that way that the ground will break and i'll just disappear from the face of the earth. i guess that's the only way to stop from hurting.

~H
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