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Saturday, November 22, 2008

Welcome To My Life

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belongAnd no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's likeTo be like me
To be hurtTo feel lostTo be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're downTo feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking downAnd no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's likeTo be like meTo be hurtTo feel lost
To be left out in the darkTo be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed aroundTo be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my lifeNo one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
To be hurtTo feel lostTo be left out in the darkTo be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed aroundTo be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Though this is an out dated song by simple plan, but it was the style up dated in my life now, i used to like tis song very much, but i dont understand it, but juz now when i listen to tis song, i feel like it was a copyright of my life now.is bout me, probably not juz me who was tat unlucky but there more who have the same unfortune like me. Real world, the real society, is so dark. Even in school, college was scary to me now, feel harder than moving a huge rock when the night end and the new day coming when i have to start working and go to college after that. Where i have to listen to stupid lies and see big fake smile. There is a home, but a cold home, where no one know me more, know how unhappy i m, n keep puttin oil on the fire. All i can do is juz hide inside the room not screamin but turn on de comp and listen to songs wow, how bore my life is. U noe how s my world like. I go to work everyday, and see the most fake face in my life, i really hate talkin about others, but i dunno y she so hate me until she wanted to do all those evil things to me not juz me probably. A so call fren of mine, ya dunno wat she think really becuz she alwiiz say she dunno me (perhaps jokin) to others. Infront of me she might be real good but super wicked behind of me. At 1st i dont believe other colleauge bout her but not juz one who told me but a lot wow, whenever i did sumthin tat might irritate her, her bad words about me will non stoppin to others teacher. But is okie, i dont mind, becuz it was part and parcel of workin life. Even to the senior teacher, the principle and assistant principle, my image has all gone( some i admit i did wrongly carelessly). The worse things is i have to study and work together wif her. Gosh, becuz of her, i hv to be all alone, alone and alone. Ya the so call best fren of mine, the one and only fren tat i can close wif hv gone. Becuz of her big fake mouth, she knew i dunno about the presentation, i juz bring my thumbdrive incase there will be a presentation, but she lie infront of everyone. Oh gosh, i alwiz convince myself that tis is part and parcel of life. Besides, the gal that tot i lie to her about the presentation, we use to be close, and she did told bad about the gal workin wif me( a lot), but suprisingly, after the incident they were close than ever hahaha, fake laugh fake smile. All fake but real world.

1 comments:

Tat said...

I think is good to vent out here. If the eponymous culprit saw this blog, i hope she will atone for her misdeeds. It hurts, and she doesn't know it. God will pay it back to her someday surely.