Sunday, November 7

sudah letih.

i'm tired
of trying so hard to fit into somewhere that does not open its doors to me.
of keeping myself busy each day and telling myself that I had a fruitful day.
of waiting for thboy and sh to appear on fb chat and start accepting the fact that each of us have our own lives to live.
of hoping for something that does not exist.
of waiting.

I don't know what I'm looking for, but it feels like I'm waiting for something; probably a better tomorrow.

Oh well. Nothing to start off a monday with a good night's sleep.


1 comment:

mama said...

there's always a better tomorrow everyday =)
so ga yao arr~~~