There comes a time where I want to escape with everything I had now.
I have this sick feeling almost everyday.
It's getting worse and I can't do anything to it.
I tried to solve it on my own and give solution as much as posible to remain ok even though I'm broken already.
This doubts, fear, trouble I had now is more bigger than
anything, anything I've ever encountered.
I don't want them to understand me.
Perhaps they really gone mad at me for trying to understand.
They probably think I'm pushing them away from me,
But in this journey - I know it's ONLY me who can help myself.
Help - it's everywhere I look and turn!
But when can I actually learn and do things on my own?
Even how helpless I might be now..
I still don't like talking about what's on me, what's stopping me
to be happy and be almost normal.
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