Some people are born with talents,
some born with looks,
some born with brains,
some born with all of them and
some who are like me: always asking why I'm not born with this or that.
Maybe it's just me or what..
but I really feel like slapping myself.
Everytime I fall, I sit on the track and cry.
or I grumble about life being unfair..
example: (why so-&-so have lots of money, why so-&-so looks so pretty, why so-&-so can sing so well, why so-&-so is so smart...)
Are you like me?
Always sitting on the couch/bed/floor with a tisues box, talking to whoever who still cares, asking whys?
Why do people not like me?
Why am I always getting Bs when I should get As.
Why am I the unlucky one.
Why am always in some trouble or another.
Why am I so stress.
Why this, why that.
why why why why why.
Buddy.
It's time to stand up and do something.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
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