as the moon went down..

it was around 4 am when i got to thinking that the;
things we keep -- gives us our sweet memories
things we keep inside -- gives us cancer/ulcer

the things i keep tend to remind me of the good and the bad times but its all for my sake in the end. but the things i keep inside, not because i cannot tell you, but because i dont want to, the littlest worries and itsy bitsy bothers that will make you pity me.

then i dealt my cards and played around a little. it didnt work out as thought it would so i gave up on it after a while. my ambition was rasped. instead i felt angry and empty. some time passed. i got bored. i dealt them again. this time i got it all right.

isnt it funny..