I finally understand what ppl mean by wantin' to cry yet no tears would come out.

One last shot at this. It isn't hard. It isn't hard. It isn't hard.
When trustin' yourself gets tough, what do we do?

I dunno, I dunno.

Beneath all the anger is the frustration.
Beneath all the frustration is the confusion.
Beneath all the confusion is ...what?

A combination of crap includin' self-doubt, endless waits and many, many unanswered questions.

Maybe I'm tryin' too hard. Why am I tryin' so hard anyway? What am I holdin' on too? Self-denial -- my so-called "hope"?

When things are gone, they're gone.
Even if they return, most probably they won't be the same again.
But that means they can become positive too.

"Life sucks, take drugs."

Arrggh wth, to hell with 'em friggin' drugs lah!


Okayyy, time to start on me homework.