| The Question that is Zhe |
| My friends...on this page, i propose a question to you....What ever am i thinking??? Well if you can decifer it from all these things that i seem to catch myself writing...then you know more about me then i know about myself...if that makes any sense at all - which is why this background...is just white |
| A life of complete misery, wretchedness and despair...such is the fate of one who is called monster by "its" peers. Yet...despite all the hate, this creature feels the need for more pain to be inflicted upon him, and so assumes the role of the masochist. He seeks the very ones who injure him and observes their happiness. By doing so - he develops "unnatural emotions"...He starts to experience reverence, respect, devotion, kindness, and - society forbid...even love... But of course...being what he is...there is no way he can accomplish these things...and so pain is increased my multifold, and the monster becomes more monstrous... Deep inside...you belong to me as i belong to you... So would you forgive me if i said i love you? When i'm alone - i want to be with someone when i'm with friends - i want to be alone when i'm with someone - i want to become alone when i'm thinking - i feel like there must be someone when i'm sleeping - i know there is nothing else when i'm praying - i see i care when i'm mourning - i dont care when i'm hoping - i know that u can do it when i'm sad - i feel a purpose when i close my eyes - i feel a girl - one that i've never met before The boy looks toward northern sky for inspiration but instead finds his friend and his love professing their love for each other, o so happy in love, and once again he wonders�why do I exist, and the ghosts in the wind becomes his very entity his soul, his spirit and the nature of his very creation. I write a message � its witty and I like it. It makes me feel better � much better. But you come, u deface it U cross it out and you obliterate its very existence I see it and I see only despair. Yet someone comes and corrects yours � and I see him. I take my knife And slit his throat Without thought Without regret. The life that goes on is a neverending dream the hopes that I have are not what they seem people I meet who see me everyday, understand more then what I have to say � items of hopeful curiosity, believing that there are diffenrces between you and me but somehow I think we are all the same, live the goals that portray the means. So hope for life and live for hope dreams alive and love gratified cause in this world, all you need is love, is someone who sees you for what you really are. I see the flowers in the sky and the stars that starve the lonely night. But night shall have its day � its revenge upon the world � that is it will unless the protectors of the light encompasses daylight into the night and so hope and sacrifice will be as one and the world will grow wings. The system which does not express which hates expresses the vitality of life � however, these systems are far and few for the few dreams that arise because of hopes and love are quickly crushed by those who do not believe in them. Yet the passion, the heat of life give reason to live, gives life it�s absolute purpose. Do you see it? The hopes and the fire burning in the hearts of many � the dreams and reality that can becomes ours if we just harness it. The love that is possible � its incredible! It makes me dizzy just thinking about the future we could have if we just believed � believed in each other, believed and trusted and have faith � have faith cause lack of faith will only destroy what we have worked so hard to build. The truth is there � its within our reach, the emotions that will unlock will be far far greater then any that we feel before � we will evolve, transcend into a higher being and be able to love each other with such ferocity that all darkness shall be light. The brilliant triumph of this is the stuff that only angels dare dream of, yet we can accomplish it because we are strong, individually we are strong, as a group we can become stronger through the individual � do you believe me? |
| Anyways...just letting it all out cause no one reads this stuff anyways ^_^ sigh..so sad...talking to myself I do really need a girlfriend... |