I'll sing it out.
Dead famous?
Most of the well known and talented people we know today are only known when they're
dead.
Buried deep down in the cold hard soil, right under our very feet.
Like Amy.
She never gained recognition for her talents, until she left.
She was a superb singer, but even now despite her death some choose to joke about it.
Her addiction. Her depression. Her troubles.
Is it because she's a celebrity?
That they decide to put aside what she's actually good at and only look at her flaws?
Frightening.
Humans are frightening.
May you rest in peace wherever you are.
Live fast, die young.
Well anything's better than living in this hellhole.
9 more months.
Maybe, maybe if i hadn't been exposed to all that corruption.
Maybe, perhaps i wouldn't think this way.
Maybe i could have lived a bit more.
Enjoyed a bit more.
Enjoy? What is there to enjoy?
Time and again i try to convince myself that there might still be hope, that i might still stand a chance.
Time and again i think that you may love me, however small that fondness may be.
Time and again i get disappointed, and you never cease to disappoint.
Time and again i had hoped things would have gone my way, but it went yours' instead.
Time and again, whatever i thought i had, had been taken by you.
All that i lost, all is yours.
Lina
