troubled, am i troubled? yeah, a question that people ask me because i sigh sooo much and so hard. sighs sighs. i don't know what is troubling meh, all i feel is as if i am troubled. as if i'm being squeezed or sumthing. sighs sighs. i'm tired, but all i've been doing is sleeping. i'm awake, but all i want to do is sleep. i talk, but am not heard. i love, but not loved in return.

sighs sighs. i look at you so happy, and all i want to be is like you, but i know i shall never be. yeah, GOD did create me differently. he has shown me that i am different. he has shown me that i'm not perfect, but i'm not that badly off. he has shown meh that much. he has shown me that i don't have a perfect life, but i have a satisfactory life.

it's not satisfactory, it's enjoyable. he has never raised meh in insecurities, even when i was in pain, trouble and suffering, i was raised upon firm ground. that's what i see. i had struggles, but only when i tried to run away from the firmness of where i stood. i never understood why i wanted to run, i just did. till this day, i am still taunted by it. i do not fear death, i do not fear pain, i do not fear harshness, instead, i imbrace it. yeah it's true, u know it too, if i threaten to do something out of anger, my anger is normally always going to stay. i do forgive, but i don't forget necessarily. sighs sighs. i want to forgive you, but yet even with the unseen knife that you cut me with, it's soo deep, that my scar still remains even till this day. it's been months and months since, but yet i cannot forget the pain.