I'm tired of being what you want me to be.

I'm not made of steel.
Therefore, I cut like blade though paper
My heart is protected by thin tissue
Easily ripped apart.
Oh how i wish it's walls were build with bricks,
So they can stop the suicidal words
my little heart..
takes within.

I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself ~

I am always myself, but never my whole self.

I need something to take away all of this pain..

People are not to be trusted -_-

We all must walk through the tunnel of darkness to reach the light.

Musics our silent thoughts, look close enough into the eyes of the ones you love, and you may see a glimpse of what they're going through.

As i think about what has happen to you, i blame myself for what has happened to you.

I liked yours nonsense status just to drag your attention...commented upon yours worthless status just to show that I'm still alive.