:: Déjà vu | 似曾相識 ::

Show me, what is life all about?



I hate myself and



Not control myself anymore



Who I am and where should I be?



For sure, the life has to be some meaning for somebody.



If I told you, please listen to me,



Nobody will hate me as much as I hate myself.



Please, let me acted to be original me,



let me to be killed by another self.



Just let me tell you what is the truth.



Don’t walk away from me until I finished my story.



My world has destroyed,



Two personality in my mind, killed each other



Keeping asking, what is life about?



Don’t told me do not think about it,



Don’t said to me think too much,



Please not raising the voice,



Please not give me any answers,



Because I don’t know what the answer should be, too.



I write down what I felt about,



I acted what I have to be,



Again and again with the mask, like clown from the theatre,



Perform the sadden life with abhor all the time.



Keep hurt and cruel to hided self,



Blood everywhere, until no place is undamaged…



All the things about me, are hateful, are painful, too much…



Show me, what is life all about?



Before I dieing from inside of mind…