I thot i've been cool bout stuffs.
But i felt the old memories keep haunting me.
I felt so helpless.
Sometimes somethings r meant not to be said out.
My weakness is i care too much.
I cant differentiate.
Sometimes, time n time again, i felt like giving up.
Time n time again.
I kept walking and walking in this roundabout tat bring me nowhere.
I heard the 3 words again n again.
Im numb.
No more tears.
No more laughter.
No more butterflies.
Im tired bout everything.
Even if i promise not to give up.
Can i?
posted by joConfession @ 9:26 PM
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