11 June 2011

Shame

I will always ask;
                What is wrong with me?
                What is lacking in me?

I do not feel different,
                But I do not feel the same either.

Wishy-washy, aren’t cha, girl?

Foolishly trying to find happiness in others’ ways
                While realising that it can not be found anywhere else but inside.

Impulsively trying to keep up with others’ life
                While knowing that it is not worth doing when I can not accept mine.

Heedlessly yearning for love
                When I can not love me.

If ya have time to complain, why don’t ya do yer chores?!
 

With Love,
Lina.