hmmm...

I'm not smiling these days, but I'm neither sad nor angry.. I'm not wallowing in sorrow or emoness. I just sit, and look at the passing people, and thinking each and every single one of the person passing by has a story behind them.. and I just wonder what's mine..

Its like I woke up one day and I'm someone else.. The things I used to be interested in, I'm not anymore.. Its like I'm upset perpetually. Its like I don't belong. or I dont feel I belong.

It took me a while to realize why does this seem all too familiar a feeling; and it is because this is the same feeling I had beginning of SAM year.. Whats this means, I have no idea myself..

Like an empty space,
void of all but a wall to overcome.

Logging off,
Lawy3rz