my madhouse

after many years of desperately trying to share and help and save and bond and understand and trust and love and share and help and whatever, i chose to be alone most of the time in this latter portion of life because people are just too confused to get close to without getting hit by some part of their irrational fears or other negative energy... sad to be this lonely, but i finally decided it is mostly better than the constant battle to mend them... so simply, i tired of climbing the walls to get into other's madhouses so i decided to stay in my own...

at least, this way, i can enjoy my inner glee, my happiness and peace, even if it is all by myself...

but the dream that the one will find me remains...