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Time waits for no man.
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"Time will tell"
These three words have stood by me, since I don't know when and guess what? Time told. Time told me its time to fuck off. Live on your own, never lean on any wall because in this life, you can try to do good but guess what, nice guys finish last. Nicer guys never reach the finishing line at all. I had to learn this and I realised what took me so long to realised this. For fuck-sake, I'm turning 18 and my life is already feeling shitty. People don't bother anymore, don't they?
People that you cared for, you cried for, you stood by them for, you kept your promise to them, and no, they don't fucking care. That's why I get pissed off at anybody, anytime, anywhere. Here's this, one day, I will be out to take this stupid fucking frustration out on someone, who will never see this coming, and guess what, nobody can stop me, because nobody cares.
I'm turning crazy because I've been pushed aside, tossed around and kept down just because I was being a good friend. I'm tired to telling people, how sad I feel for you or be there for them WHEN THEY THEMSELVES DON'T BOTHER TO EVEN BE THERE WHEN YOU FELL DOWN. I'm tired, I need to find my own path. Now I'm certainly on the wrong one, but to me, the wrong path is just a long path that will eventually lead to a good path. I need to search deep for my identity, for who I am.
I can no longer see the need to tell people how I feel because everytime I do, there's no fucking difference, don't it? I'd cried and I prayed for someone, and I bet that they didn't even have a thought of me before they go to sleep. That's why in this life. NEVER BE TOO NICE!
Voiced at 7:13 PM on 10 November 2008