wandering cats... sometime i feel like being a vagabond as well... life is too tiring...

i hate myself...

i hate my life...

i hate everything...

i m indulging in self pity...

when can i stop trying...

when can i stop moving...

when can i rest...

when can i give up...

mayb soon it will be time?

mayb soon i will find...

what is it that make me keep trying...

n stop all this weariness...

then mayb i can finally smile...

then mayb i can finally soar...

then mayb i will finally know...

that tears are not all part of my life...

mayb i juz have to keep trying...

i juz have to keep this hope....