busy keeping up with the fast-paced yesterday, today and tomorrow. inactive online because of the other wonders of internet prone to sickness, physically, mentally and virtually.
Lets go, lets run away, I can't do this anymore. Well now i just realised that I have to face this on my own. Counting down the days to go, I saw myself in a tiny room. I felt trapped and suffocated, I wanna leave but I don't know. I felt scared and asphyxiated, let me go please let me go.
CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE. I NEED MY TIME. STOP READING UP MY TEXT MESSAGES. STOP IT PLEASE, STOP THE REPRIMANDS AND THE DEMANDS. I'M NOT QUITE SURE IF YOU ARE CONCERNED OR JUST TRYING TO VENT IT ON ME. WHATEVER I DO, YOU NEVER AKNOWLEDGE THE GOOD PART BUT JUST TO POINT OUT THE BAD PORTION, SO MUCH THAT I HAVE GIVEN UP TO DO WHAT YOU SAY ANYMORE. YOU SAY THOSE WORDS AS IF I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE, MAYBE I DON'T. YOU SAY YOU'RE CONCERNED WITH THOSE ANGRY TONE, ARE YOU?