Duno when of May 2005

Very very conscious of my stupidity now. My uselessness and everything that i despise of myself. Are people really behaving condescendingly? Or am i just being too ego?

(getting cold here...going into grab some warm coverings. In the laundry balcony now.)

We often cry in the dark
Not knowing the cold
Come within me
Feeling the sense of blues
As it engulfs us.
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The cold is biting into my skin
But i need not.
The stars dancing in the air
And i feel sad and happy.
What is to come to all this
at the end of the day.
What bread do our guests and hosts serve
Chance like this seems so easy to promise
But people dont know

When will i get to see such
beautiful stars again.

Sleeping time.