Stress, pressure, work, studies, feelings tumble all over me.
Hiding down below them hopping time will alleviate everything.
How long can I hide from the truth?
How much can I take it?
My naive thinking had brought me suffer.
Thought that keeping my self busy will end my suffer.
But I ended up digging my own grave.
I need some one.
Some one who will lend me her hand.
Lend me her ears.
Her shoulder to lessen my burden.
Those are what I dream of each and every night.
Hopping she will appear one day.
Hopping that reality isn't that cruel.
What should I do now?
I don't have a choice but to stand up and face them.
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