Old fimliar feeling

that feelign of depression has come back... Damn it I cant stand it... the calling of confort Help me Help me... calling of attention, Am i too small for you to notice me?... the callign of greif, sighs~ no one cares any more, all alone in this world again. Well depression strikes at wrong times, anger stirs when i dont want it to, but at least i can control it... I hate to annoy ppl when I'm trying to tell them something but they just cant see that I want them to notice.... but hey thats life. a whoel bumnch of blur ppl livign in ablur world havign thier blur lives.... whiles a few linger into the arkness seekign confort, and loove... I have confort... but i dunno whats wrong .... prehaps I'm askign it from some one... some one specail i knwo i dunno any more... I dunno. seems as if the world is spinnign faster days are flyign and I'm drifting from friends need to pull back but too many friends... sighs... Ohw ells~ another darn depressing peice of *beep* for u enjoy but never diaganose yourself with it liek i did.... keeps u there a while calls u back over and OVEr again... Caged... within.. the beats lays~
Chris sighning off~