every day i wake up, from my bed, thinking of the things i did yesterday .. my family .. my life as time goes on. sometimes, i just dont wanna wake up anymore. the most that i always think of is my friends. you know, at one time, i thought they wont think bout me. bout what i did to them, like do they like me sincerely as well ? dont get me wrong or what, i dont want any reply or anything. its just like, i wanna know if they really are my friends. this kind of things kept on haunting me. sometimes, i feel like im a living puppet. a puppet they use only when the times gets rough or so. they play with me, and then they'll throw me away. like today, i woke up. 13 hours of sleep after being blame for no reason and that someone who just made it worse. so i get ready, thinking today i wanna go out to midvalley but i changed my mind cz i dont wanna get fucked in the middle of the road for driving too fast. so i stayed home, and that someone was online. talked to me and then ditched me. wow, how nice friend you are eh ? and yeah, it made me worse.
sigh ~~
heart broken, yes i did
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