Wednesday, March 09, 2005
My birthday is just around the corner, but I'm not happy. For me its just an ordinary, telling me that school is about to end. I dont see the purpose of celebrating something that hold no meaning to me. I dont see the point of saying its "happy" when I for one am not. I'm just indifferent about it because i dont feel anything at all.
I dont see the purpose of celebrating life when I'm dying inside. I dont see the purpose of being happy when what I feel is desolation. I dont see the reason for joy and warmth when I feel cold and empty.
What's the point right? Everybody's telling me to celebrate, but you see I can seem to find anything to celebrate. Maybe its because of the knowledge that I'm going to be a year older. Or maybe its because I dont see the reason the celebrate a life in which I dont want any part of
