terça-feira, janeiro 17, 2006



It's so strange when there are almost too many things to run away from or to be faced with and all I can think and reflect about is people around me or NOT around me...

I feel almost too sad for not being able to hold my someone when I fall apart and for not hearing someone's laughter through my tears and sadness, making me feel good..

I wish I was different.. I wish I had you with and to and for me.. always.

Too sad for feeling I am noone, and know too little for ever being able to help people around..