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Muhd Fitri Bin Khamis
01/06/1988
Singapore Polytechnic
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Wednesday, April 06, 2005

I'm feeling so damn freaking low now that I can just go into kamikaze mode to satisfy my thirst of being alone and free. I'm beginning to feel that my life has suddenly become meaningless and without any purpose at all. How will I ever get out of this mess?

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like
To be like m
e

I've lost the true meaning of respect, in fact I realised that freedom has yet to be exercised fully even in a democratic world that we live in today. I'm not able sleep peacefully at night, whatmore contine my life as a human being in broad daylight. I seem out of sorts, rotting at home, doing daily chores and carrying out my responsibilities as a child and brother.

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over

I gotta a job man, I'm just hanging on my mum's wages that can barely cover the family's expenses. Darn, I'm no rich kid whose dad owns his very own business. In fact I ain't have any dad, literally.

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding?

Bleagh...I'm in no mood. What a day, what a life I've gotta lead.

fitri penned this at 3:40 PM