miserable. at the wrong time.
all alone. why now?
just feel so down. how could this happen to me?
no one to talk to. they have their own life to think bout.
need time off. two more weeks to go.
people's perception had changed. why they look at me differently now?
we used to talk like there's everything that we can talk. why it's dead silence now?
did you change? or did i change?
looking back at my life. same old story.
people said there's a happy ending in every story. this story will end miserably.
care for people. do people care back?
this is not me. so who am i?
many questions wondering. yet there's no answer to it.
just wishing someone would lay their hand on this poor soul. perhaps it's too late.
all the pain and misery. will it end soon, or it's just the beginning?
how will it go? just wishing that it would go right.
wishing that everything will be okay. wishing for someone to save me.
imheretosaveyou. or is it someone's supposed to save me in the end?
just don't feel like telling people. it's a sign of weakness.
weakness shall never be part of my life. or at least it won't be shown to people.
but how long can i contain the pain? will i become mad?
will i be able to survive any longer? why is it now?
questions revolving as i faced one of the toughest period in life.
exams. internships. buddhist activities. sife projects.
too much to handle? been there, done that.
so why can't i do it now? what's the difference between now and then?
all these lingering in my mind. support is needed, but none i can turn to.
thank you for your kind words. but what i really need is the genuine concern.
perhaps i didn't open up to people. or perhaps you see me in different light.
things just not how it used to be. it hard for me to tell you what's on my mind.
keep guessing. make a prediction. try to break the code. it's all over the place.
give yourself a clap if you know what i'm saying. but you won't know the truth.
may never know the truth. i wish to keep this inside, swallow it to myself. hiding the pain.
showing a fake smile that everyone desires. put a fake act when it's not me.
just a little more. then i shall be set free.
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