Monday, August 3, 2009

match, stick, stone and alone

as says, it breaks and was told it was worthless anyway...

u stomp be down and kick dirt in my eye... calling me stupid and useless...

i call out in the street... "sir, can u help me?" but people walk on doesn't look back and pretend they don hear me..

u laugh at my work, stating i drive old car
u despise me, stating i never learn things
u humble me, stating i don care

i don need answer to it...

my words r lies, yours r truth

at this hour, this moment... i just want to be alone... my confidence are dented and bruise at this moment...

let me pick up my pieces.... i just want to be alone....

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