lost.
where to go, where to hide, where to run, somewhere to cry.
lost in my thoughts. wanting to know why, why and why.
reasons. why do we need any in the first place.
go with your heart. that's so uncalled for in the first place.
lost.
hoping that time would make everything clearer
didn't. made everything much more vague.
uncertainty. making things seem even more unfamiliar
maybe it's just me, unaccepting of so much. so hard to step out of my little box.
my head hurts.
surviving more panadol like that everyday,
i bet i will die of panadol-poisoning soon.
tata!
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