Crushed.

Life is filled with ironies. Filled with ecstasy, pain and a myriad of other emotions. O' we try to be what we wish to be....but we juz cant seem to break through and stand out. change is among us...but have i changed for the better or for the worst? think bout it....how many times temporary confidence or happiness crumbles into shit when u realised u achieved nothing special. and it hurts more when u have the potential to get a life, but invisible temptations lurk around trying to lead me astray. aye, how many times must i put up wif ppl who dont dig me, who i dont like. i dont hate anyone, but ppl hate me. fuck, how many times must i endure the things tat i dont like, when ppl dont give a shit.

im gonna change. hell yeah.