2009-03-30 20:41:01 UTC
I Live my life day by day—existing. I feel as if I have a futile purpose in life… I don’t have many friends, and I’m often alone… All of my so-called friends have betrayed me--forsaken me... Vexation is what I currently epitomize. I desire serenity, but it seems as if I’m inevitably trapped in solitude. The irony in my life is that I’m a social person, but yet, I live a life of a recluse. I’m the only child, and have no one to talk to at home. Unlike most students, I enjoy school, because I can actually interact with people. Since I been in college, I been lifting a lot of weights to override the formidable nuisance in my life. There aren’t enough tears in my eyes to shed, to show animosity, sorrow, and loneliness in my soul. I live a tedious reiterate life—wake up; brush teeth & wash face; take lonely shower; catch bus to school; go to class; go home—returning to the inevitable solitude. In a sense, I’m just like my cat—alone. I’m supposed to be this attractive intelligent guy, that’s nice, but yet, I’m alone… I see people everyday with their partners in life, and I cannot even relate to that human feeling; it is a feeling I’m oblivious to. I don’t know what it’s like to be loved by a woman. I only understand infidelity—betrayal. I live a life alone—a belligerent life a perplexity… I’m just waiting to find life, & to elude my abandonment.