Someone once told me this:
"I cannot express myself well and the only way I can express myself is through the lyrics of the songs that I listen to."
For all the times that I have written in this little corner of mine, there are yet so many other times when I find it difficult to express myself. Times when I feel that nothing is ever enough.
For each entry that I have posted here, there are yet so many entries that I have written and then discarded cos I find them irrelevant to what I really want to say at a precise moment.
For every words that I have written in this little corner of mine, there are yet so many words that I was not able to think of in order to express what I really mean. Words that I want others to know and yet unable to think of cos they seem to be fleeing from me. No matter how hard I try to think of a most suitable word, it always seem inadequate.
Its so suffocating. I am constantly feeling a dull ache in me. An ache that has been there for the longest time that I have no idea how to get rid of it. I wonder if one day, the ache will mutate into a sharp pain and kill me. Perhaps its just as well. A short sharp pain is so much better than a long prolonging dull pain.