looking at my stained mirror..

This blog will be more on stories and poetry made by my own imagination. Some may be based from my own experiences while some may be excerpts from other short stories and literature. Some of the following entries I made were not published according to the date they were written. Looking through a stained mirror, you will see a glimpse of me..

Friday, September 28, 2007

inconsistent me..

I'm not sure what I really feel right now. I'm so inconsistent and so indecisive. I'm okay now. I can't say I'm not. But there's something that is still wrong with me. I don't know why, but there's something I miss about something or maybe someone.
I don't know. I could care less. Or maybe... ugh. I really can't tell!
But I'm happy... ? Well, I can't say I'm not...
But don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to make a fuss with you.
But I know you won't even care to read this.
It's not like you cared.
And even if, I know this wouldn't mean a thing to you right now..

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