:Sunday, February 19, 2006:

Having to undercover the truth of somethings that you would have never
wanted to know in the first place. The colors of those that you though you
knew and were wrong.
The things people can say around you to make you feel so good sounding
with importance in life.
But in actualy fact, you're nothing more and a tool used to benefit them in
everyway. My life isn't a drama show. Its the people around me that make
it sound and look like one.
The climbs and the fall of my life. Similar?
aye, sometimes, I wonder what i actually to some people,
and i doubt what they actually are to me. No doubt about that.

I guess I do know who I can keep and who i can chase away.
The rage is on and its not going to be a nicer me from then on.
Attitudes changed, colors shown, you're nothing more then a drag
queen having different dressings of either sexes. The mask that we
all wear, protraiting who we really are not. Having to play with someone
or be played in a relationship or life has the ability to make that person
drown themselves with alcohol to hard that they regretted living or having
the taste of a 750ml bottle of dettol running down their throats.

Wondering whether the mask that people are protraiting happens to be the
better half or the unexpected dreadful half. Having to creak a smile to people
that are desperately trying to spike you in everyway they can. Thinking that
they cannot succeed with their comments or words. But knowning in your heart
that they have beaten you hands down. The forces of death can just push me in
all direction now and i'm starting to believe in my fate and doubt my faith.

Benji

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