~*what a great sunday that was*~
~*now then things start to come in all at once*~
i am not that good...i amvery bad...so bad that i cannot find a reason to anything...
all those reason that i found just seem so for me...so out to help me...
i didnt mean to even say anything that day... i dont even know why i said something that day... i only remember i had a bad day from that performance thing... didnt know how to handle and stuff...
why...how?...now i dont even know how to apologise...
what a cool me huh...
what do i do now?
i dont know...
why people like to keep things to themselves? people around them end up guessing and guessing... it is not fun at all...
help me someone...
~*i start to realise that even crying dont even help now*~
~*will youu help me?*~
~*i know youu cant*~
~*will youu be happy?*~
No comments:
Post a Comment