Do I deserve to live?
Have the right to know?
Can I struggle to forget?
Or resist the urge to regret?
Nothing else seems to matter
No one else seems to care
Something’s never change
There isn't anything that fits
Missing everything else
I wallow up my frustrations
Accepting the fact
I'm just a stranger to my own self
bangag_pa 11sept2007 0127H
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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