i've got issues.

yes, i too have got issues.

i hate how people never recognize other people's worth. i hate how people are so consumed by their own little world that they have also been consumed by apathy. i hate how people dont care about anything else but themselves anymore. i hate how some people care too much about everything and everyone yet no one seems to care about them anymore.

a sad song is playing on the radio. yes, i also have the ability to rant sometimes. i rant through writing and i cant see it any other way. im so amazed at how other people can be really open and tell the world about how they feel about things. i, unfortunately, do not have that capability as i am afriad to let people know how i feel because i am afraid to lose them, not knowing that by remaining silent, i have lost them already.

a teacher told me that if your conscience calls for you to speak, and you did not, then you should be barred from speaking. perhaps that is why i have never spoken up ever again since that incident.

i am envious of people who are not afraid to show the world who they really are. unfortunately, i have grown so accustomed to fake smiles and sarcasm that i cant see it any other way. i cope best by wearing a mask that no one sees. nobody seems to notice that i am anybody else but myself. nobody seems to know nor are aware that they arent talking to me.

some days i feel like someone else. like im a mere audience in a day-long movie where someone who looks and talks like me seems to be the primary actor.

unfortunately, the ending never seems to be happy.