...rage...

when all things remain as it is, when all the things that seems to keep you going is now the one that is clinging you down with burden, when all your emotions seem to beall sucked down by time, when all of your friends seem irritating now, when all theshits youve done are now bugging you, when all things are in wreck and seem to cantfind any solution for your problems, when the only person that you depend on brings you down, when the only source of your inspiration becomes the source of destruction,when the world cant seem to find any way to cheer you up, when everything seems monotonously boring,when everday seems like yesterday and the day before, when youcant seem to hear the deafening siren of the bell, when all words are so hard to find to describe every ounce of sadness you feel, when every person that cheers youup is now pissing you out, when youre getting use to the feeling of aloofness, whenthe crunch of pain and longing seems to become bigger and bigger everyday, when living in this damn world seems tiring, when you refuse to know others and be known, when youoften cry but dont know what the hell is the reason, when you feel useless and deprived, when you feel so weak and fragile, irritated, regretful, lonely, when youlong for someone so bad but he aint gonna be there, anyhow...strange but everyday,all this things are packed all in one and delivered to a person named "Rinna"...dwelled and undriven, even if she is lost in silence, she continues to face the lifeshe have always and still hate.