i don’t know
if you ask me what i’m doing here, i wouldn’t know.
if you understand what i say, thank god, because i wouldn’t have.
if you ask me what the meaning of my life is, or what the meaning of life is in general, i couldn’t tell you.
if you ask me why the sky looks grey to me, i wouldn’t have a word to say.
if you ask me why i’m feeling this way, and why i feel so bland, i’d try to ask the gods without expecting an answer.
if you wonder why i’m willing to walk nights without fear, i’d have asked myself the same question minutes before.
if you wonder how i’m capable of loving when i seem too cold, i’d give you nothing but a cold shove to the abyss.
if you wonder why i can remember your facial expression when you first saw me but couldn’t remember your name, nothing in my mind could give you an answer.
if you asked me why i’m fading away,
it’s because i don’t want to hurt you.
or perhaps because i don’t want to feel hurt anymore.
i don’t know.
go away.
Indeed, this is the blog of Franky Liu. Voukah is simply a compilation of random thoughts and useless rambling as he goes through an interestingly mundane life. With that, he is quite emotional and many times annoying; sometimes he wonders if he is narcissistic as well. He also may cause upset stomach. He also enjoys speaking in third person.