The days have been feeling empty.

Its as if a certain meaning has been lost, a sense of purpose perhaps. At the same time I feel myself distancing from the people around me. I don't know why.

How ironic isnt it, to want to get closer yet more distant from people.

Theres sometimes so much welled up inside, so much I want to say, but I can't. I want to sometimes shout at how unfair certain things can be. At how perceptions are always warped. About who I really am. At how I wished things could be.

Its all about "I" isn't it? bah such selfish thoughts.

Excuse my incoherence.