looking at the skies, it's makes me wanna go there and fly high. seeing all birds flying with their wings, spread, i feel jealous of freedom they have.
i tried to stretch my lips, and i just couldn't smile because of bitterness lingers in my heart. I feel exhausted yet i didn't do anything.
"Their words are killing me, slowly." i murmured.
laying down on my bed while thinking nothing, it makes me want to die because of this heavy feelings.
My eyes, tired of crying. my ears tired of hearing hurtful words. my heart could no longer take any words from them. And I wanna end my sufferings.
if the coffee keeps them wide awake, well mine is different, because when my sadness kicks in, everythings gonna go wild while holding a bucket of tears.
i party like a crazy, i drink tears, i dance while crying, thats how my sadness kicks in. it makes me wanna die.
if their words can kill me, maybe im dead long ago but here i am typing these words.
YOU ARE READING
once upon a time, i used to be happy.
Horror"u talked so much and because of that i hate myself."
