Communication

I just don't understand, how hard is it to drop a sms. Your tired, your busy, you've got an event, your caught up in something important. I'm just tired of listening to these excuses. Okay..read after me, "It is NOT hard to drop a msg" Even if the whole world is gonna crumble in half an hour, you've still got a few minutes to send a msg. And No.. the whole world is not gonna crumble and your not gonna kill anyone wasting a few minutes of your precious busy time to press a few buttons on the keypad and press send. Okay, I do admit that I am extremely frustrated. If I don't vent it out somehow, its gonna consume me from inside and I'm gonna be slashing my wrists when the time comes.

Okay so whenever i call you , u say ur busy la , tired la..is this my fuckng fault? NO it is NOT. I tried calling u earlier but no..no answers.busy etc. Now, your not making ur self busy to not think bout things but ur making urself so busy that ur avoiding me at the same time. WOW.. I just got PaWneD?!?! misconception??!? Well explain it to me. I really don't understand ur schedule but you nvr really explained did yea? Always telling me to understand this and that. How the hell am I to understand things which I hv no knowledge of? No I'm not being controlling etc. I just want to know how you are, how your doing. Not some half-baked ass reply smses and after that a damn freaking exodus like I totally dissapeared in ur friggin mind. In your heart, just tell me.. do you really love me anymore? At this point I don't know what to believe anymore.

If there was a song to define my feelings it would be

The White Tie Affair - Candle (Sick And Tired)

I took a ride on a February morning,
Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning,
I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired,
My baby's flying off the edge of the road,
She's saying, "I'm so sorry about that note",
That left me all alone,
But I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cuz I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

Seven days since I've seen your face,
Seven nights I have laid to waste,
I'm burning out now,
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired,
I know we're hanging at the end of the road,
We've flown too high, make a swarm too low,
I heard a screaming out loud,
I heard a screaming out loud

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cuz I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

Think,
All the things that you say,
What are the things that you mean,
What are the things that you say to me,
Cuz your tradgedy,
A queen for his majesty,
All these plans for me,
Your kingdom is crumbling,
You're a tradgedy,
A queen for his majesty,
All these plans for me,
Your kingdom is crumbling,

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cuz I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

Burning for you,
Burning like a candle,
Burning for you,
Burning like a candle