When did I stop looking forward for tomorrow and keep praying I should just die instead? When did I stop talking to my friends and distance myself from everyone I used to know? When did I stop hoping everything will be alright? When did I start worrying about the future that ain't even gonna happen? When did I stop smiling genuinely? When did I stop writing "happy ending" story in my head? When did I realize life ain't fairytale and I ain't the main character? When did I start crying every night? When did I start making everything a big deal? When did the storm in my head even start?! Then why...
Why am I like this? Why can't I shut off my brain from thinking of everything? Why can't I stop these lil voices in my head?!? Why am I like this? Why do lil things keep triggering everything? Why am I like this? Why do I make myself so pitiful when I don't? Why do I keep thinking? Why can't I shut this shitty head of mine? Why am I like this? Why am I not enough? Why am I so dumb? Why am I even here?
Is the only way to shut this shitty head of mine is death? Cuz gusto kong magwala. Gusto kong mawala. Gusto kong makawala sa utak na ako rin lang rin naman ang gumawa.
BINABASA MO ANG
Silent and liSten
Mystery / ThrillerSilent means those silent battles you've been fighting and those silent cries no one heard. While, liSten means no one is listening to those cries or rather asking someone to listen to you and hugs you when you feel like sh*t.
