I haven't been sleeping well for the week, going to bed at three, waking up early in the morning at 6. My head seems like it's going crack, like I've been hit by a baseball bat.
My report is going to be dued in less than a month. I'm lost, I don't know how much I can write, I don't know what I can write either.
I'm afraid to go home after work everyday, I'm afraid to face what's happening at home. I'm tired of saying things to anyone else anymore. I'm afraid to hear what I don't want to hear. I've never ever consoled anyone in my family, but I think I will not anymore. Don't take me as a stupid fool, 'cause I know what I've seen. Stop thinking that I'll do anything else to help anymore.. I'm tired and have lost my patience. My words seems like there's no impact, or is it that you're afraid to lose. But letting go does not mean you lose everything, sometimes we take it as a feedback, that we haven't done this very well. It's not that she didn't give you a chance, she gave you many, you didn't know how to treasure it. Why people only learn to treasure when they are losing something, but to me, you haven't learnt anything, this is the reason which I don't feel like caring about anything anymore. I've found out things that are not meant to be found out, am I suppose to keep it as a secret? It hurts me to see all these happening. But you're making me afraid to come home.
I don't know what I'm writing.. Take it as complain.
~Let go, Grow Up~
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