Unhappy

I'VE BEEN CRYING CONSECUTIVELY FOR THE PAST FEW NIGHTS. IT'S THE KIND OF CRYING, WHICH DOESN'T REQUIRE ANY EFFORT AT ALL...THE TEARS JUST SOME-WHAT STREAM DOWN MY FACE. ALTHOUGH THEY'RE CONTROLLABLE, I JUST LET THEM TRICKLE DOWN MY CHEEKS.

FUNNY HOW I FEEL SO ALONE, AS IF I DON'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS...

THEY DON'T KNOW THAT I'M ABOUT READY TO GIVE UP AT THIS POINT.

THEY DON'T KNOW THAT BEHIND EVERY SMILE I GIVE OUT IS THE DESIRE TO END THIS LIFE.

I LONG FOR PEACE...SIX FEET UNDER THE GROUND, WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO FACE ANOTHER DAY OF SUPERFICIALITY.

I'M SO TIRED FROM IT ALL, AND I'M AT THAT CROSSROAD WHEREIN I'M HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THE OFFER OF THE DARK FORCES.

THE WEAKNESS IS OVERPOWERING ME, WITH NO ONE TO CATCH ME FROM IT ALL...