melecholy

it's me again. just got back from a friend's place
i was suppossed to help him out with his com stuff but being the infidel
i failed once more
it's no big deal to fail but being who i am
i feel real pissed about it.
false hope wrecks tue heart we know
but how often do we really bother to disallw it to occur.

isn't it ironic

the standards placed by society all seem so politically correct
yet we do not bother about others feelings
the beggar on the street deserves our pity
but how often do we think otherwise
that maybe he got his fingers burnt in the green back
or the evils he'd committed in his life

another day another time
time is just a waste of time
caught in endless spiral
a cycle of life
it never ends , it never starts