I try to find the strength and guts inside me to write this time. There's a hole, a big one inside me that i cannot filled with anything. I was pretended after all this while that i am ok with everything that happen around me. I miss everything that i ever did before. I try to walk away and not to think of it but i can't. No matter how i try, it will be back and haunted me. Guess the hole was really big.
Everyday, i've been searching for something that can make me happy but i totally wrong. The more i search for it, it will brush me off. I need you, i really do but you don't need me. So what can i do?
The best solution is keep running.
Running till i dried.
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