Saturday, 21 November 2009


i wish i could remember the last time i was happy

i am so selfish

i make false promises

i choose-i form- solitude and live in isolation

ignorance is my world
and pesimistic is what i have become
on my way to self destruction
i live in a life of pretense
where every happy chirpy liing soul seems to make me sick

and i have nothing to my name
but art and music

so let me paint you a song and pour you my lonely heart perhaps even you can feel the beauty of my pain. and i shall patiently wait for death. that will perhaps be the happiest day of my life.