I used to be nostalgic.
One day I will be hopeful.
I will always be pessimistic.
Optimism will come.
There is nothing but despair.
I'm too scared of fear.
I can't bear this discomfort.
I'm troubled by this anxiety.
I'm concerned by this neurosis.
I think I will be thoughtful.
I'm not sure about apprehension.
But I have faith in my trust.
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
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