beneath the exterior,
Tuesday, October 27, 2009 at12:57 AM
i can't hold it in any longer.
the night's too long it's killing me.
it's really killing me. EVERYTHING.
i wish i could voice out, voice out to you and everything, but somethings just made it impossible to.
i really didn't think i'm that weak.
but now i really feel like giving up. i just wish i could close my eyes and everything would be over.
and now,
my project's yet to be done and you guys are making hell lot of noise here. is it my room or yours??
i spoke up. but you guys act as if i wasn't there.
i feel my life's in a mess.
who do i turn to?
please, Lord.
it's getting hard to breathe in here.
i can hardly concentrate on my PBL alrdy.
i'm not taking sides anymore.
you both are my parents, and we both are your daughters!
please dont talk bad about each other anymore and spare a thought for the both of us at least,
i really had enough.
