Two weeks of confinement,
How much have I wished that you have more to say to me...
But it turned out to be the other way...
I tried to be frank,
I tried to heartless,
and I tried ask you back...
Things doesn't change at all,
but yet I'm still biting on to it...
Tough personality,
Tough habits that is hard to change,
Most of it was what I dislike...
I wish things doesn't revolve with money...
It's about the feeling that I had for you...
Am I being appreciated?
I always have to go through this fucking feeling, like literally...
If caging works,
but I know it won't...
Day by day,
Everyday,
my life get better and better,
and Nothing really matters...
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