By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2012 Sep 08
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I used to be

Sometimes all you need is space, a breather, a break from yourself and all that is around you, I am so fed up from the lack of responsibility, from the abundance of love, from the neglect of thoughtful gestures. I am heading towards insanity and I'm charged with anger. They don't understand the frustration of illusions, the broken far of reach dreams. Everyday I try to make them understand but they refuse. I had plans too you know, I had a big heart, I was once nice, but all of that got me nowhere. I want love and you are just too cheap with ur emotions and actions. I live for love. I love love. I used to be love.