It's not like it's my first time experiencing this situation.
I should have gotten used to it since, long ago.
But then, why? Why does it still hurt so much?
Just by hearing about it, it hurts, a lot.
Like a thousand blades stabbing you at the same time, yet you could do nothing about it.
I thought that I was strong enough to hold on, to make it through this torment...
I guess I was wrong. I wasn't strong enough. Neither was I brave enough to face it.
I'm after all, just running in circles. Just running away from reality.

Every time when I try to face my problems, reality just hits me.
So hard, so painful... Yet, I could do nothing.
I feel like a piece of junk. Used and thrown.

So far, I've made no attempts to try and change things.
Afraid that I'll fall, and get hurt.
Afraid that it's not gonna be successful.
Afraid that it'll be useless to do so.













What was I hoping for, again? Someone wake me up from this never ending dream.