I'm going to rememeber OB.
For you, OBML.
I'll smile. For it happened. And cry. For it's over.
I'll brace myself for another parting.. Ouch, after my Os (:
-felicia's blog
anyways, many things have been happening. And I see no point in facing them face to face. Fighting against it. I thought I was strong enough, but I realised. No. I realise, I'm already starting to run away from everything. Running away till tears were able to be forced back and I'm unable to smile genuinely at things that are nice. I realise, I'm no longer me. That's scary, is that the way how people change and grow emotionless? Idk. I'm afraid of myself already.
I'm sick of crying, for it's draining me.
I'm sick of laughing, for it's suffocating me.
I want to cry, but I'm tired. Tired of being weak.
I want to laugh, I'm tired too. Tired of straining my muscles.
I want to stand strong, but I see no reason why I should.
People have been lying to me. And things that I cherish a lot have left.
I see no motivation in life. I'm tired.
I wish I understood you. I wish all those you said were lies. When you receive the message, how did you feel?
It seems like you are chasing me away.
