i really hate....
i so wish that i was dead...
or maybe i wish i could be less troublesome...
yes i don't really appreciate me...
i know it's not a good thing....
whatever i did just made people more miserable...
everything goes wrong because of me...
i am the trouble or am i the trouble?
i can't differentiate between concern and bossy...
i have mood swings...
i'm very self-centered....
i'm very ignorant...
i can't help anyone...
but from the bottom of my fragile heart...
i feel guilty...
sorry aren't enough for everything i've done....
i don't know what i should do...
i don't know what should i say...
i don't know how should i feel...
i don't know what's happening...
i certainly don't feel alright....
it makes sense to say that i'm weird or useless...
i don't mind anyway...
i had given up on things...
nothing motivates me now...
i'm sinking to the deep underground of the world...
what i did is not what i planned....
what i spoke is not what i thought...
out of coordinations i am...
out of mind, out of soul...
empty body, empty future....
** P/S : I don't feel ok. Can't think normal. Can't solve the puzzles in my head. Got stuck in the reality. **
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