my mind is a battlefield...and i try to kill ..and i duno who will be saved and dead but in the end i noe ..i noe i will be wounded ..wounded by the choice i made..

it feels strange to be stuck in a situation ...that is laughing at you and you fail to hear it,to understand it...a maze and you dunno which way to go..because you just noe what not to do..

i sumtimes feel that i dunno myself..

i feel i am doing the right thing...its just tht there is nothin to replace it...


there are some days without a smile