Thursday, December 01, 2005
whilst everyone thinks that my problems are getting diminished, it’s only getting heavier on my heart. The world doesnt always see the better side of me and the plights that I'm faced with yet they've given themselves the right to judge. who are they and why have they come? I'm weary-simply because I dont need a reason to be angry with God.
will you ever see what lies beyond the million masks of laughter or join the throng of critics?
nobody hears these cries at night nor anyone to dry a trickle of tear. I'll hafta grow up someday and I will be strong enough.
1:53 AM;
