how long will I last
this game, its like russian roulette
killing everyone off, 1 by 1
who'll be the 1 gunned down next?
its funny, how did I get embroiled
this madness, its infuriating.
i'm left with the echos in my head
burning bridges, shutting everything out
this is tragedy
living without knowing
makes me logical, illogical?
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here my entry begins,above was some kinda reflection,this too
whisper:
nights I spent, penning down everything
tossing and turning in my bed, there's no benefit of doubt
I need some help
I miss you most
fingers crossed, im lost and breatheless
who can i turn to
now that you're gone
this wasn't what I planned
worst time in my life
I know you're angry, confused.
mixed reactions, im feeling cold
PS: its funny how my thoughts turn out like this
PSS: fcuk. wake up, our teachers are gone. what do u mean by performing on teacher's day?
PSSS: all i have left, nothing...
posted at [10:53 AM]
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