Saturday, June 13
Please, it can be so fragile.
I felt so weak at times when u raise your voice to me. Like a fragile glass, my heart shattered into pieces just by your hurting words. Staring into those broken pieces, i see myself believing you, losing control. Why didn't i expected that some of them are pain in the first place. Or maybe i did, just letting myself go insane and ignore the possibilities. I don't mean to greed for more, everything seems fine but somehow i feel something is still lacking. I'm really tired, and sad. Why do u get my mood swings so easily. I really hate this kind of feeling, feels like myself making fuss over little matters. I am not. Feelings are so real. Especially pain.
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