Tis week suck shit. or mayb you're right; tis month suck shit. i dunno wth w everyone and wthh w me. i tot it was becos of some personal probs, bt still, its not. bcos aft tt, its still th same.
sch. you may tink its best, bt i tink it suck. i tot. sch reopen, doesnt make any diff bcos tt was you. bt i realise, you've change. change back t who you were. sch jus doesnt rocks fo me now. future i dunno. mayb trying t smile t ppl? mayb tryna make ppl laugh? bt, deep inside, i know, i aint laughing. im jus laughing w tears. not tears w joy. bt tears of melancholy mayb?
im tired. bt i dunno im mentally tired, or physically tired. bt all i know is im tired. how i wish i could sleep whole day and no nid t face th world , you, w fear, w anger, w sad-ness. bt i cant. bcos i nid t wakeup and face th world or you, hoping, jus hoping, t face w happiness. i wokeup. bcos im hoping sth special, hoping sth important, hoping sth fo myself.
isnt it wad everyone does? wokeup in th morning jus fo hope.
everyone jus hoping t wakeup and see sth bright in their life. hoping t see their love ones. hoping t go fo a exciting party. hoping t laugh. hoping t cry. hoping t do wadever stuff they feel their rearlreal happy.
bt sometimes, tis hope, can suddenly splashes and crashes t th ground. can you imagine tt? imagine tt one day, when you wokeup, open your eyes, see tings ard you, bt you feel nothing. Nothings at all. how fearful is tt? t feel nth fo a day, nth fo your life. No hope, no cure. aren't you afraid tt tis day would arrive in your life? if you dont, i do.
wheres my hope? my hope, was you..
I can't feel th word 'happy' anymore.
DoNe || 11:49 AM
KNOWN MI
Let me Runaway..
[Amanda Teo]
[30th March 96]
To Faraway..