08 febrero 2012

Fake




Everyday... i realize how much i hate people, how thay are a bunch of lies, how fucked is all around me, painted in a wonderful way...

and they talk and talk about how wonderful is being there, in the university, in a good one... one of the best... wich obviously... has a bad bad sides and they know it, and they forget it soon...
how all what i dreamed has become in something i fear now, is too complicated...
I waited so much, for a lot of people, of my school... of my "friends" with wich i laugh in class...

but i'm a part of it, i'm still smiling... even inside i'm like hitting in the face of everything i discovered of everyone of them, of course there are good things, like... some teachers...

but i'm sure of something i feared since long time ago, and to my disgrace, is here now, in my mind...

Even being in the right place where i wanted... i feel complete, frustrated, depressed and everything what i feel in almost everywhere.

(And i keep fat and ugly)