damn 'coincidences'!!

walking back home on a foggy november night... it isn't that cold, but i feel dizzy and stranded... it's only me... and my thoughts... stop! stop! i keep hearing them! please, someone tell them to stop! i don't want this anymore...

i want to cry, but as i said, i feel really dizzy... i don't know how i can stand straight... there's no wind, and in my ear there's Three Days Grace, but i can't get away from the voices...

they tell me such crazy things, not suicidal, but about this night... funny how some things happen to you, and you just say: 'no, that's not true! it's just a coincidence...' well, is it? i mean, some things happen to us, inexplicable things, and you try to find an answer for them. but you can't... and you say that it's 'just a coincidence'...

but, how could that happen then and there? 'if i hadn't taken the bus, i wouldn't have arrived there and would have missed the concert, which was one of the most important things in my life'; 'if i had made one step closer to him, we would have both died...' some stuff just happen because they are willing to happen, not that they are, as we call them, 'coincidences'. some of them are good, some bad. if they're bad, then we try to figure out why did that happen to you. the answer is simple: 'because that's life. life sux!' it just wants you to make you feel like shit. and when a good thing happens, it is likely probable to be repeated, and maybe a worse one is sitting in the corner, just waiting to attack you when you feel the last person in the world...