unsociable or antisocial
i dunno what's wrong with me, sounds like im hittin my head against the wall & nothin happens. hell it doesn't even bleed.
i hate the way im livin, the way im breathin, the way jus everythin's happenin'.
I jus go out, sit in my favorite hangout, studio 25 & gaze at people, take my LT out & began typin, why i have so many things to do & it's never endin. i raise my head, a quick look around & back to what i was doin, i jus cant get the meanin of bein sociable. i get on well with people or at least i think it's like this, i can make friends easily, but the problem's i cant keep 'em. maybe it's because im jus too selfish, jus want 'em for myself. when i see 'em talkin to other people it means they're not mine anymore,then it's time to pack & get outta their lives, the next time i met, i act as if i only met 'em some where, i act as if i cant remember 'em. then comes this feelin of bein lonely. actually im not alone. it's a lie i believed in it for a while but im sure it's not true. then i thought im such a jerk & people dont like my company, but again i was fuckin wrong. i jus understood i was wrong, when a class mate i barely care about asked for my company for a while & when i left him to go to my class, he jus held my hand so tight as if we were close friends.
and then comes this mysterious word, bud. hell the guys i think are my buds rarely call me, the only they can remember of a so-called guy , Keith, is when they need my help. hell what do i look like, donkey!
sometimes i wonder maybe i do the same, do i care about 'em ? do i call 'em cause i wanna know how they're doin? i really dunno , maybe im jus like 'em but cant see the truth.
guess im kinda antisocial. i have this devil inside that if ever once in a million year i join some of my pals & feel a bit as im enjoyin their company & they have no problem with my presence. it appears outta nowhere, get hold of my brain & says:" boy time to leave, these guys are too good for you" & the next minute i'm outta wherever i was, headin home alone.
hell im tired. am i enjoyin you company, so time to leave.
PS : you're crazy cause you cant find any normal man goin to bar and do nothin, jus sit there & do the homework, for the sake of heaven take jus a sip.
PPS this post really sucks, so to jus see yer smile, gotta say i know im allergic to what, jus guess!
to prove im idiot im allergic to my new deodorant & i needed a week to find out!
tip number twelve: if you feel depressed, jus listen to Metallica's Mama said & then you can easily hang yourself!
i'm badly addicted to net! so gotta thanks those nice guys that make me feel so miserable!
i hate the way im livin, the way im breathin, the way jus everythin's happenin'.
I jus go out, sit in my favorite hangout, studio 25 & gaze at people, take my LT out & began typin, why i have so many things to do & it's never endin. i raise my head, a quick look around & back to what i was doin, i jus cant get the meanin of bein sociable. i get on well with people or at least i think it's like this, i can make friends easily, but the problem's i cant keep 'em. maybe it's because im jus too selfish, jus want 'em for myself. when i see 'em talkin to other people it means they're not mine anymore,then it's time to pack & get outta their lives, the next time i met, i act as if i only met 'em some where, i act as if i cant remember 'em. then comes this feelin of bein lonely. actually im not alone. it's a lie i believed in it for a while but im sure it's not true. then i thought im such a jerk & people dont like my company, but again i was fuckin wrong. i jus understood i was wrong, when a class mate i barely care about asked for my company for a while & when i left him to go to my class, he jus held my hand so tight as if we were close friends.
and then comes this mysterious word, bud. hell the guys i think are my buds rarely call me, the only they can remember of a so-called guy , Keith, is when they need my help. hell what do i look like, donkey!
sometimes i wonder maybe i do the same, do i care about 'em ? do i call 'em cause i wanna know how they're doin? i really dunno , maybe im jus like 'em but cant see the truth.
guess im kinda antisocial. i have this devil inside that if ever once in a million year i join some of my pals & feel a bit as im enjoyin their company & they have no problem with my presence. it appears outta nowhere, get hold of my brain & says:" boy time to leave, these guys are too good for you" & the next minute i'm outta wherever i was, headin home alone.
hell im tired. am i enjoyin you company, so time to leave.
PS : you're crazy cause you cant find any normal man goin to bar and do nothin, jus sit there & do the homework, for the sake of heaven take jus a sip.
PPS this post really sucks, so to jus see yer smile, gotta say i know im allergic to what, jus guess!
to prove im idiot im allergic to my new deodorant & i needed a week to find out!
tip number twelve: if you feel depressed, jus listen to Metallica's Mama said & then you can easily hang yourself!
i'm badly addicted to net! so gotta thanks those nice guys that make me feel so miserable!
posted by Keith at Monday, October 10, 2005
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