Friday, November 9, 2007 2:31 AM

You tried to fill some emptiness
Till all you had spilled over

Now everything's so far away
That you don't know
Where you are
You are

When all that you wanted
And all that you have
Don't seem so much
For you to hold on to
For you to hold on to
For you to belong to

I still cannot decide whether i should believe that being put in cj is some form of punishment or that something good will come out of it, soon. It's almost ridiculous, the way i handle everything now and why i cannot see the glass half full instead of half empty. And when i look at everything around me and at how everything has changed so much, i can only half believe that i once belonged anywhere.

And now i question myself, if i can even be self-sufficient. I cannot describe how much i appreciate time alone. I like being alone. It's either that or i'd find myself draining myself dry by being out almost all the time, enjoying another's smile while trying to find peace within my own.

Then, i'd tire myself so much that i'd fall into bed and go into such deep sleep. I've been dreaming of things so odd, familiar, yet foreign at the same time.

Now i ask again, is life really that bad? The funny thing is that i Can answer myself; No, it really isn't.