When Life is sad it is BLACK
When Life is happy it is WHITE
Black is the meaning of nothingness
White is the colors of the rainbow put together
Therefore Life is BLACK&WHITE
My Rants -
far often than not,
he chooses to come home late.
he wanders around rather than let his mind do the wandering
these feelings come when it hits 530am.
he hates havin emo turmoils;
he hates those mind games.
How scheming!
Deja-vu.
those memories flood back.
he cant help but link everything back to that one person.
the one he shot curt remarks to;
to make him feel smug that he can do better.
the other one,leaves him feeling lost.
he wants to help but he doesn't know how.
he wants to say the right things but
all he could do is just be good company.
fills himself with pangs of sadness,
bitterness & self indulging stupidity.
yeah,keep running.
like running away from a ghost,
he'll never escape.
it'd just hit playback rewind everyday.
its becomes a routine.
when will it end?
life like this,
caught between many dimensions,
he's a walking contradiction.
how he hopes to make his feelings known,
the feeling for her.
but he knows the time is not right yet,
for he isn't prepared to commit to one.
forgive him if he has unknowningly hurt you,
for he really enjoy the time spent together.
8 more hours till today burns away,
before the next day starts everything over again.
cant help but think of you,
the one who thinks he doesnt care for.
