Why are they all the same?
Why do they know nothing but hurting others unconciously?
Stupidity.

I've had enough of all these.
Nothing's ever going to change.
The present is like the past.
And so the future will be like the present.
People will act the same way like those I've known in the past.

I've lost myself in endless confusion as to who are my friends?
It's a question I can never answer.
And what are friends?
It's something I can't define as well.

I just want to be a hermit.
Happiness stinks.
Being happy makes you feel sad.
But does being sad make one happy?

I hate myself for having to act in front of people.
It's so fake.
But it makes others happy.
So am I suppose to smile all day even when I feel like shit?

Everything just sucks.
Everyone too.
I want to be a hermit and be sad all alone.
Emo is what I am.
Face it or HATE me.

My life is nothing, but just my wishful thoughts.
IT'S AN EMPTY LIFE!