Give me a double barrel gun, I want to shoot something. Give me a truck load of wine glasses, I want to smash something. Give me an empty room, I want to scream at the top of my lungs. The tears won't stop coming, it has been pending for too long. I try to keep it back, but, it vent for release... Arrgghh! Why do people smile at you, yet, stab you in the back? Why do we nod our heads in agreement, yet, frown in disdain? Why do we say one thing yet mean another thing? Why? Why? Boxed in here, I think I have had enough. As one thing ends, another begins. What is happening? I don't understand these seasons anymore. At the brink of a storm, the clouds darken and the wind swirl with might. I am trying, seriously, I am trying to keep it together. I have got nowhere else to go. Even if I did, I have learnt never to run away from my challenges. Or else, it will come back bigger and worse. A new season has begun in my life. I better sit up and get ready. - Cued from 'My Notes' Oct. 2010 on my Facebook Profile.