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Friday, August 1, 2008


Scars..External scars can be removed by exfoliating, removing the dead cells from our skin. After a short while, the scar disappears. The pain you felt for that certain moment disappears with it too. It is as if all pain has gone and you feel all happy all over again.

How about the scars that we have in us? Can they ever be removed? Can there ever be a time when you do not have to feel pain any longer?

There was this guy; he had a really tanned skin, really sincere eyes. He looked like a miracle maker, Some One who turns all your hopes and dreams into reality. He told me “Buy this bottle of cream! Let me demonstrate it to you! Every day after you bathe, use it once, your scars will be gone after a week.

In a society like this, people tend to do things to satisfy peoples’ needs. They somehow always try to make life look a lot better than it seems. Yet, deep down in our hearts, we know it isn’t really like that. We go through pain and sufferings silently. Not making a sound/ uttering a word, the people around us think that life seems really simple and easy for us. We look really happy every day and that is all that matters to them. It is as if, I do not show my anger, my pain, you do not care. It does not bother or matter to you anyway.

Can I ever not have to feel THAT pain in me? Gees…I know I’m being a real bitch here. I know I am acting as if I am the only one who is feeling the pain and it is as if the Earth revolves around me. I know you guys out there would be going “Get a life! You ain’t the only one who feels hurt, how about those who feel hurt because they have lost their loved ones?” I know I am acting all selfish and blah. But I feel really miserable on the inside. Can anyone ever hear my cry? …


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