I have been an emo kid this two days.Call it emo? But i can find no other ways to redeem myself for wanting to be alone, from all of you. Just, desperately needing to be ALONE.
Maybe, the rainstorm
has washed down,
this outpour of emotions
upon me.
When I cant stand it anymore, I cry.
I realise all the lies and stories masked and treachery imposed on one another... just seems too overwhelming. One day, too soon, I'll just walk out, and away.
from my class.

In this book, where i write and write, all my lamentations, and reflections and confusion. where no one chides me for being a gossip girl, for being a complain queen for being a bitch. where i write and write, where names flow freely like a river, and i need not be afraid of enemies. things i desire to scream out loud, yet i cannot blog it for forbidden eyes to see. so, here i write and write, and i wanna tell you all my emo will eventually be imprinted, if there is no way for me to escape. Even if its in a lifeless book.

Because i wont do it. I will not do things, i wouldnt like others to have done. i live by this principle. Yet, these people dont get it. they just dont.

I'm feeling so down

I dont wanna leave for school at all.

When all of a sudden this dread pushed me right back, into the shadows

Maybe, it was because i awoke at 7, instead of 6 am...

I feel like i aint talking. I dont want to talk anymore.

So down, my metabolic rate is crawling...

My heartbeat feels so gentle against my eruption of emotions

Maybe, this is how i feel when i am emo.

I bet you dont know this feeling

If you still do not know ay.starsplash.