whatever

A nice cryptic poem i found in deviantart (actually friend help me one. WOOHOO)
by "GC-photography"
credits to him! woohoo


To live to hate life another day,
Is a remarkable thing in this selfish world,
Another day of mock sympathy,
You care, but not enough to give away your hard earned time,
Who begs your purse for mercy?
Those adverts are just made to make you guilty, its not really real,
Those millions of factory faces,

Is it not incredible?
That you could live like that and still want to live at all?
It’s such that you cannot understand,
Like death till you’ve been there,
Well, its where were headed, just wait.
It’s not so bad really.

Till were there, there’s another shop to look in,
So let’s waste our time away,
The time you couldn't bare to give away.


OKAY I'M GOING TO SLEEP NOW. I'll DO THE SCRIPT WHEN I GET THE SOLIDARITY WITH THE POOR SCRIPT FROM KENNY. AND I'LL CONTINUE BUGGING MY TEACHER FOR PPS. AND I'LL DREAM OF COOL IDEAS. THAT'S IT FROM ME. OH CRAP. SOMEONE'S TALKING TO ME IN MSN. RARH. NIGHT DUDES. SEE YOU ALL ON 28TH!