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Fizah Norazmi
This is only half of my life in words

Fizah
My thoughts is none of your business


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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

what i really want to do now is to run away and hide from the world . be in my small tini tiny space where i can just cry and cry non-stop . without having anyone noticing or sympathizing their fake sympathy towards me . i just feel so alone , unaccepted and unappreciated . like my existence means nothing to every single human being in this planet .

people around me seems to grow more distant . they're so near yet so far . is it me ? it is, isnt it ?just admit it . i'll accept it with a willing heart .

i envy those who have such happy lives; going home to a welcoming family , without having your little sister show her fcuked up attitude right infront of your face before you even had the chance to take off your slippers , without having your mum pick a fight with you just because you get angry at your little sister for showin her fcuked up attitude . did i mention even before you even had the chance to take off your slippers ? yes slippers, it only takes a second to take them off .

friends, where are they, really , when i needed them ? can't blame them , cause i dont talk about it anymore .

my limit is drawing near . my head is preparing to explode . they have started loading the explosives inside . its just about time for the fire to burn out .
i am giving up .
i'm smiling
In my heart