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Forever Me
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
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Are you religious?
don't worry. suicide is wrong, all religions believe that taking your own life is wrong as it was given to you and you should make the most of it.
Hehe.
I was thinking that.
I was thinking that.
Paradox: wrote:
> If you feel life has nothing more to offer you and you make no
> difference in life then you're insignificant and devoid of meaning in
> life - the ultimate reason a lot of people take their own lives. I'm
> not a soppy paternalist who is going to convince you that your life
> is special and you should live for some reason or other. If you want
> to die, do it, you've got more guts than me if you do.
Ummm... guys? We'd really appreciate it if you didn't encourage people to commit suicide on our forums. That could prove kinda bad publicity for us y'know? ;)
Ta very much.
> If you feel life has nothing more to offer you and you make no
> difference in life then you're insignificant and devoid of meaning in
> life - the ultimate reason a lot of people take their own lives. I'm
> not a soppy paternalist who is going to convince you that your life
> is special and you should live for some reason or other. If you want
> to die, do it, you've got more guts than me if you do.
Ummm... guys? We'd really appreciate it if you didn't encourage people to commit suicide on our forums. That could prove kinda bad publicity for us y'know? ;)
Ta very much.
I believe that suicide is wrong so i'm not gonna take my own life...
If you feel life has nothing more to offer you and you make no difference in life then you're insignificant and devoid of meaning in life - the ultimate reason a lot of people take their own lives. I'm not a soppy paternalist who is going to convince you that your life is special and you should live for some reason or other.
it's oh so quiet....
I wish that i was invisible, I may as well be, maybe if no one new i was there then maybe i would be happier. At least then i would have a reason why no one talks to me.
For All Time
I would protect you till the end of time but the favour is not returned. I would love you until my heart stopped beating but the favour is not returned. I am like a dog who fights for his masters saftey but the favour is not returned. I would be your friend when you are alone but the favour is not returned.
I am unprotected, unloved and alone, i will be empty inside for all time, until you decide to return the favour and because of this i will hate you for all time.
I would protect you till the end of time but the favour is not returned. I would love you until my heart stopped beating but the favour is not returned. I am like a dog who fights for his masters saftey but the favour is not returned. I would be your friend when you are alone but the favour is not returned.
I am unprotected, unloved and alone, i will be empty inside for all time, until you decide to return the favour and because of this i will hate you for all time.
Forever Me
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
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