About Myself

Why I was born for? 
Why do I have to breath for? 
Why do I have to live for? 
Am I living for myself? 
Am I breathing for myself? 
If it said so.. 
   This life would be full of emptyness 
Without helping people 
Without caring people 
I’ll be thirsty for my whole life 
I feel useless 
And not afraid to end my own life  
I seldom talkin for myself 
I seldom bein clever for myself 
I seldom doin everythin for myself 
I’m not a saint 
But at least I just wanna help people 
By helping people, it’s a great honor

I just wanna live while I’m alive 
It’s strange 
I can’t help myself 
For not helpin people  

JUNKTHOUGHT 02 – hal 25 

I feel pity for myself 
I dont need people’s help 
But I do need helping people 
I’m a doctor who cant be a doctor for myself

-PANDORA BOX,0708′00-

AT THE EDGE   

+ + + 
I’VE CROSSED TOO FAR FROM THE PATH I’VE CHOOSED,
I’M AWAY OUT FROM THE PATH OF MY LIFE,
TILL I HAD LOST IN THE JUNGLE OF DARKNESS,
I MAY EVER LEARNED WHAT LIFE IS, 
HOW YOU GOT BACK FROM THE DEATH YOU WERE 
ALMOST TOOK, 
HOW
 YOU STILL STANDING FROM THE FALL YOU 
FOUND YOURSELF AT THE EDGE,
HOW YOU GOT LOST FROM THE LAST BULLET YOU’VE 
TRIGGERED,
HOW
 YOU GOT YOURSELF STILL A VIRGIN FROM EVERY 
FUCKING YOU WERE ALMOST MADE,
HOW YOU GOT THE MONEY SUDDENLY WHEN YOUR 
ACCOUNT SAID IT WAS ZERO, 
HOW YOU GOT YOURSELF STILL BREATHING WHEN 
THE WHOLE WORLD KEEP PRESSING ON YOU, 
I MAY GET OVER THOSE OVER AND OVER…
TILL
 I HAD FOUND MY OWN SOUL HAD ALREADY DEAD 
LONG AGO, 
JUNKTHOUGHT 02 – hal 26 

BUT SOMEHOW I KNEW… 
WHAT’S
 THE USE OF ALL THE AIR I BREATH IN…
WHAT’S THE USE OF ALL BLOOD RUNNING IN MY 
FLESH…
WHAT’S THE USE OF ALL TREASURE I’VE SPENT…
WHAT’S THE USE OF ALL PROBLEMS STAYING IN MY 
HEAD 
BUT TO KEEP ME WALKING ON THE SURFACE OF THIS 
EARTH,
TO KEEP ME LIVING AT THE LIFE I ONLY HAVE… 
EVERY SINGLE OF MY EXTREMELY DANGEROUS 
THINGS…
IS TO KEEP ME FEEL ALIVE,
KEEPING ME LIVE WHILE I’M ALIVE…      
 - Vina, 01 Dec 2005 –