Today, a friend of mine said to me:
"Aahhhh, so you are a nice guy!"
This comes only to reflect my thoughts that most people have the wrong idea of me.
Not that I am not nice guy, I think I am, and I like being nice, it is one thing that seems true to my soul.
People misjudge easily others. I know I cooperate, but I feel that some people have little respect for me.
So I am a nice guy because I don't take joy and laughter in others suffering?! I never did, and probably never will, get the joy taken from your friends misery. Hehehe don't get me wrong, I know that the people I know aren't bad like that, no one really enjoys seeing their friends suffering. I just sometimes don't get what they get in laughing and saying that you are fucked, when you know that. In my opinion I don't like when something bad happens to me and someone laughs in my face because of it. ^^
I have heard so many times that I was a nice person, but I still don't know if that is a good or a bad thing. Nice usually suffers more, people tend to like bad boys better ^^.
So back to the point... I know I am a really complex person, and it is not easy to understand me(even I have trouble with that ^^), but people neglect to see the things at the surface, people look half way deep, never too deep, never too shallow, so they miss the thing screaming at their faces. I may be complex but my wishes are clear, my soul is true, but even so, few(if any) know what I want. It is something that cannot be given, or taken, it is something that must be shared, something that everyone has, and even if you spare all you think you have, you will still have more. See I am complex, but if you paid attention to what I said, what I have been saying for a long time, you should know, because I have been asking this since I was 18 years old(and that was long long time ago ^^).
I wonder if she would understand me... I think yes.
I wish I had more time.
~ May the sands of time heal it all, or take us to oblivion! ~
Chapter Three – Page Thirteen
14 years ago
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