May 20, 2005

I hear thunder

Why do they keep telling me this when they don't know anything about that, that I want?
Why do they tell me what to do just when I finished making my decision?
Why do they shake their heads in that slow, regretful manner when all I did was to say something that I was ready to support for the rest of my life?
Why do these people walk past me, acting as if they don't know me, when I can see the same pain in their eyes like mine?
Why do we all feel inconsistently with the way we think and act inconsistently with the way we feel and think?
Why make me believe when I already know you are not real?
Why is, so strange?

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 15:26