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OPTIMISTIC;
The Story
That Girl
Dreams
Thank You
Tuesday, April 27, 20106:42 PM

i dont know what i did,
i dont know what mess i got myself into
i dont know where to run
i dont know who to ask directions form
i dont know how to rewind
i dont know how to cope with life
i dont know how things will turn out
i dont know how much doubts i have
i dont know what gotten into me today
i dont know what happened to me
i dont know what made me do that
i dont know how to unfold my situation
i dont know how to make things better
i dont know how to enjoy my life anymore
i dont know how to clear the air
i dont know how to un-mess my life
i dont know what to do
i dont know what i do
i dont know how to find a solution
i dont know what the results may be
i dont know how to chill now
i dont know what to say
i dont know when will i stop
i dont know when i will learn
i dont know why some people are so blind
i dont know why im demanding you*
i dont know what i have done
i dont know what the damages was
i dont know how to make things alright
i dont know why i didnt think about people's feeling
i dont know why i didnt think twice
i dont know why i am suppose to do this
i dont know why am i going through his
i dont know why my life is soo complicated
i dont know why you are reading this
i dont know why im mumbling
i dont know why im crapping
i dont know why im sad
i dont know why im mad
i dont know why im wasting my time here
i dont know if you're alright
i dont know if u're still there
i dont know why im still waiting
i dont know why im not moving
i dont know what im saying

and most importantly,
I DONT KNOW WHY IM SO NAIVE?!

why didnt i think of the consequences
why didint i think twice
why were you there today
why is there so many un happiness
why cant my life go on smoothly like others do
why cant there be any smooth roads in life
why cant i rewind
why cant i yell and scream
why cant you do anything*
why do i feel unsafe
wny do i have a feeling of being scared
why do i not know what to do
why do i feel like there's no one lfet
why is there a tiny winy chances that im feeling alright?
why do i have to mve on?
why cant i look back
why cant i stop asking soo much?
why is life so difficult to cope with
why cant you give me a sense of security that you're always right there for me*
why cant i feel safe?
why is there soo many things on my mind right now?

i think i can stop right now,
i will wait till things get better
i got it all off my chest
i cant wait for the miricle..