I feel like a lone wanderer
Someone who is just watching, not participating.
Others' lives seem more complete and interesting.
I am almost the same all the time
Nothing in my life, worth gossiping about.
I wait with a pen in hand and paper to stare at.
Waiting for thoughts to flow.
I feel like something ominous is going happen any moment.
I feel vulnerable.
The joy and jocund everyone is witnessing, among bomb blasts
and abuses seem unreal and made up.
The fake relaionships seem like a deal signed between two ambassadors.
The reality in every thing has lost its quality after the coming of 'reality' shows.
Im waiting for something new.
someone special.
Im fed up.
Time's tickin'
