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ever felt what its like looking from outside? let me put in perspectives, have you ever looked out just to realise someone is outside looking into your hall? what is with that person? what does he wants? FREAK! we label them all sorts. have you ever been though, the other side, wondering how nice is the life the person is having? or is she with good company? is she doing fine? what is she up to? can i help? how can i help? just to get shut out of the life of the person entirely? what is the meaning of subttle gestures?
people put up walls around themselves to 'protect' themselves. right. then how would you get to know a person behind walls? doesn't anyone belief in chance anymore? no? frustration knows no bounderies. then again what is it that cuts so deep and leaves no scar? like looking from behind a one way mirror with people barely noticing your presense, like it didnt matter, like you dont matter? i know for fact that everyone is beautiful and unique in God's eye, i've been lacking faith lately. faith in myself, faith in Him, faith in faith itself.
Glass walls and illusions, caught under a net of confusions and, and emotions. uncertainty has been a big part of my life, plan a seed of hope and 'hope' for it to blossom. i fear the pussm breaking out from within. i fear bitterness will actually start tasting sweet. that was rage. what at emo's end will find suthe? a name so charasmatic it jams thoughts uttering fumbling words of meaninglesse. so strong it creates a feeling that it freezes, warms, excites. cordinates lips to pull back both ends and broken peices of a pale soul to resurect. much as such is the command of that particular latin name- as unicorns to pergasus

only this might be a slightly blur one. with a case overly sensitive pergasus