here i am again..
its after midnight ...
in another sleepless night ...
what am i doing here?
???
i am trying to hide behind a mask ...
talking to machines that i feel they have hearts ...
trying to spell my guts ...
...
isn't it weird????
i don't find people to talk to ..
so i talk to my monitor..
to a bounch of letters and numbers..
ahhhhhh ...
where to go ??
am i too idealistic??
maybe ...
isn't there another idealistic girl out there who would understand me ?
instead of blaming me for being idealistic??
am i asking for too much?
why is it too much ??
its exactly wheat i give to others, why can't i get the same??
why?
why?
why?
a thousand "why" .. with a thousand answers..
but which answer is going to match my life ..
match what i really need.
...
god knows!!!