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Tuesday, November 01, 2005

I don't know

This stupid crappy feeling now. I'm supposed to like this food and shopping paradise after i get used to it and am able to get around comfortably on my own isn't it? Now what? How is it that I just detest it more and more? How does everything become so ironic?

I settle down here, getting comfy,
but why, oh why, do I feel unhappy?

The streets are bustling I smile outside,
but why, oh why, do I cry by my bedside?

The more I do, the more I seek,
but why, oh why do I feel all's just bleak?

I have no idea now, what to do.
Constantly driven to do more to bridge the gap,
but somehow on the other side, it corrodes away,
and I'm more far and distant than ever.

Is less from me, really giving me more back in return?
Or is it just the more I give, the less I retrieve.


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