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Hello :D I am cindy and this pic isn't me, of course! and I ❤ dark choc, singing!, drama and ♫ music ♫.






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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

Smiling Hearts

Sunday, July 29, 2007
perhaps.

I'm very confused right now.
like the world would collaspe anytime.
Insanity - I couldn't tell apart my very feelings.
Perhaps I'm upset;
but I don't know how it start.
Perhaps it's the past memories that felt so similar;
the instinct that tells me that I'm drifting further
as the day passes.
Perhaps I'm thinking too much,
or that I'm too sensitive to this.
Sometimes it hurts to read too much into the picture.
Sometimes to understand the situation too well
really damages the weak heart.
Sometimes ignorance is simply bliss.
Sometimes the truth is just so brutally honest.
The world is too noisy;
and I can't hear my own screams.
Save me from this place;
and lock me in lala-land.
Away from the troubles,
away from the pain,
away from the confusion,
away from you.
Maybe then
I'll find peace,
I'll regain my sanity.
I don't understand my emotions;
but I know there's something
suppressed deep down in my heart.
A root of failure,
a sense of uselessness.
But no matter what,
I still be holding back the last drop of tear
and pretend to be happy as ever.
Perhaps it's a delusion to regain happiness.
Perhaps.


♥ you're a gem;