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Sunday, July 29, 2007

12:20 AM

like a flower quickly fading,she withers.watching the world crumble as time seemingly stands still.there is nothing she can do.she is helpless.what can someone so small,so insignificant do to make a difference?would such even matter?she tries to scream.but there is no sound.she tries to move about so someone would notice her.but to no avail.how can one possibly appear so big physically but deep inside she is so small.she hopes someone would listen.she hopes someone would actually care.a simple how are you would do.even though time is short and there was not much time to spare.she tries to be different.she tries to be the same.but no matter what she did.people will bitch about it yet again.would that day actually come where all is fine and well.where we could finially find euphoria,where there will be no more days of hell.she wonders aloud to herself.is it just her or is it them.she searches around for answers.but sometimes silence is only what she gets.if she has not changed much.then it's just the people around her.why is she so affected.why does she feel the hurt.she tries hard to be nice.not the same old person she used to be.but the actions and words she gets in return.is not what she had expected it to be.should she go back to her old ways.leading that seemingly bitchy immature life.or should she finally grow up and learn to take things in stride?

sometimes life can seemingly be so hard and so pathetic.

life: precious and fragile - (needs special handling)

Ysome hearts are meant to be broken;;