Some people,or rather all,always need some relaxation...i understand that,but,amazingly,shopping and having fun playing com in the midst of the exam?ah..ain't no criticising...but it is something new to me and never seen before.
cool...to have so much freedom...ever appreciated it?ever wondered how you got so much freedom and fun?
if you dont care or appreciate...it is time to realise...
Luckyers,funners.happyers...ah everywhere...interesting eh?use com and msn tok tok...very fun eh?
I am isolated from my friends,isolate from the country,the world,the universe.
I feel like i am alien compared to you all...not part of you,not part of this society.
Not part of you...
While i am typing out my lament,you are probably having fun?moments of exhiliration...probably you don't feel it anymore as you are too used to this happiness and yet you demand more?...
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... Part I - ... ,Lines I to XII
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Don't feel like part of you all,
Always having to answer angry calls,
...Its not right,its not nice...
...The devil from within will rise...
Extremely noisy,yet strangely silent,
My life then and now is barren.
...Its all wrong,its all bad...
...Rage will overcome sad...
...My friends,my dear friends...
...All these makes no sense...
...I feel like not part of you...
...And there's nothing i could do...
Jazz
Extract:"Ha!I would never be the one to say,"Let's have fun!",but i will always be the one to stand by the side and wave and say,"Have fun...".
"He stood at the spot on which many months ago,he stood to wait for her in the evening."Have fun..."he said quietly,and he turned and vanished in to the crowd,to head back to his prison,alone."
"The gang of girls were having fun,with no worry in mind,care-free,having fun,yet less than a few kilometres away,he was being tortured and kept in confinement,isolated from the others."
"Many years later...He was scrabbling at the lock on the door,frantic to get out.He thought he heard footsteps coming from the room.Finally he got it open.Pocketing the key and casting one last dark look around the sad yet beautiful prison,he slammed the door,leaving the solitary note lying on the floor..."
"I'm sorry,but you were the ones who forced me to do it..."
'"Smile!"he said loudly,"you are fortunate enough to have this gift bestowed on you!And yet you don't appreciate it!"With that he stormed from the great house,past the glittering car,into the night."
'"How much stuff have you got left?"he asked anxiously."Not much,i've nearly used up all my funds and provisions..."said the other."Good luck.""You too."'
"Finally he had found the house.Standing wet and dripping in front of the door,he knocked.Heart thundering,he quickly ran over what to say.She opened the door.She started,and asked,"What brings you here?And why are you so wet?"He stammered on the edge of speech,fingering the box of elaborately wrapped chocolates."I...er...",he stuttered.She frowned slightly,then smiled and whispered,"I know..."'
"Pain and jealousy gripped him from within as he watched..."
"He smiled and disappeared into the darkness."
Smile,for you have a great gift bestowed upon you and yet you can't stop lamenting?
Hoping for the best...5 more days...
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