Monday, September 18, 2006
...Said sadly
Falling asleep is a chore and waking up in the morning is monsterous. The feeling of tumbling tummy and expecting that everything will be dandy but who am i kidding...just myself. I wonder how it feels like to be waking up contented?
At times when i feel that the burden is pilling up...i'll hide myself in the toilet and sob my eyes out. Emotional baggage is sometimes the heaviest. At other times i'll just let the tears roll down in front of good friends, they understand and are very used to it by now, cause they know after im done brawling, i'll laugh. Thats me, im weird that way.
I've lost much weight, don't ask me how. Im letting my hair grow, again i dunno why. When looking in the mirror i wonder who is this person staring back at me.
I miss the good part of life, i miss it too much i fall sick sumtimes.
At times when i feel that the burden is pilling up...i'll hide myself in the toilet and sob my eyes out. Emotional baggage is sometimes the heaviest. At other times i'll just let the tears roll down in front of good friends, they understand and are very used to it by now, cause they know after im done brawling, i'll laugh. Thats me, im weird that way.
I've lost much weight, don't ask me how. Im letting my hair grow, again i dunno why. When looking in the mirror i wonder who is this person staring back at me.
I miss the good part of life, i miss it too much i fall sick sumtimes.
