i want to cry. but the tears just will not come out.
am getting further and further away from everything that seemed so near a moment ago.
and sometimes i really wonder.
those people that i used to think i would make great friends with
all of a sudden turned their backs on me,
its like a nightmare, but truth is its reality.
i want to cry. but my heart's already crushed. what's the use of crying.
just because we used to share good memories doesnt make us good friends.
i've learned it the hard way.
it didnt take much to prove myself right.
i just wished this is a nightmare, and when i wake up tmr morning
everything would be just how it used to be. how it used to be.
how everything actually seemed normal.
if life was like that for me, i'll actually consider what i thought was impossible.

i've had enough.
on the verge of breaking.
i just want to hide somewhere someplace right now.

xinhui.



just tell me why i was never good enough. you owe me that much.