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Chiraag Entries

Why Am I Alive?
12.17.2009, 6:46 PM
I'm about as useful as an appendix

I'll cast myself to the side
I put myself down
I dig my own grave
..ruin my life

Just because I think of myself like this
it doesn't mean that everything else means nothing

But none the less
I am useless space
I don't help
I cause more problems
My presence is a burden
My presence is a pain
Nothing good
Nothing nice
Nothing considerate
Nothing compassionate
I'm filled with anger
I'm filled with hate
I'm filled with ice
I'm filled with poison
...Fucking useless

The only thing you can do is cut into life and pull me out before I explode
..and all you'll have is a scar on your stomach to remember me by



appendix : traditionally thought to have no function in the human body