RED the Unsociable. It takes 2 hands to clap,
yet just 1 hand to slap.
I've finally tasted the true meaning, of a break-up.
No longer the kid I am, no longer a boy I was.
I still love my games though, playing them and rotting at home since last week.
Spent hours in my room, just me and my games.
Waited for the phone to ring, hopefully a friend or something.
Waited for replies, looking upon the phone casually like it would ring suddenly.
Talked to people on the internet, gosh you should think of it as an internet spike.
Keep playing games, play and play.
Still can't get myself away from loneliness.
Looked at other people, wow they ALWAYS have friends around them.
No matter where they go, when they go.
I wish I have friends like that, maybe I'm not the type to have friends around.
Its not the first time though, it certainly ain't the last time.
4 years already, these loneliness still would leave me.
I'm trapped like a lab mouse, awaited the final test.
Would this test take my life away?
I don't really know, all I know now is.
I'm trapped and I am sticking out my hand through the cage,
waiting for someone to save me.
From these torment, this eternal solitary.
My heart beats for a stab wound, my chest is aching for a knife through it.
Maybe a jump from where I live can change everything.
For once, at least, a few moments of time through people's mind.
They think, and they forget.
Carrying on their life as usual.
RED.
posted @ 6:51 PM |