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nothing has been going right lately.
for the first time in ages, i wished i was someone else. in a far away land. in a place, where words cant hurt others, and actions wont compromise on your sanity.

there is this question that goes: would you befriend a person like yourself, if you were to be someone else?

why would i want to be? if i myself cant even accept the person i turn out to be.
when my friend is in alot of pain,not only was i not able to help her ease her despair, i ended up mocking at things i probably should not and presing for answers when i have no right to do so.

since when did i become so insensitive, or was i never to begin with. perhaps, the problem lies with me. you are right, i have an attitude problem. at the very least, i acknowledge that. they say its never too late to change. but some mistakes, once made, can never be rectified. if it brings misery, i rather i lock myself up, in solitary, if it can spare those i hold dear that few moments of silence that they need, of which my absence perhaps will bring.

i have problems of my own. yet, compared to others, mine seem so tiny, so minute, so insignificant, so much so that i felt it would have been better, if i dont breath a word of it. problem after problem snowballing, it deprives me of the space, and the air to breath. i dont want to admit, because it makes me feel more helpless and weaker. but. slowly, and surely, it is gnawing me hollow.



it was never meant it to turn out this way, i swear.



i asked for your heart, and you gave me a stone.