I felt real shitty about wrote it, its sometimes i felt. And i suppose it made no sense. I feel like suffering yet lack power to change it. I come to be so weak. I dont what makes a person so weak. It must be the lost of hope... a dim future and weakness of heart... Sometimes i feel totally different uncaring everything becomes laughable. Im really messed up, in thousand different ways orginated from some concentrated source. I wished all these problems would unite and show itself to me, so i can ditch or destroy it. Im so confused by them right now. I alienate myself.