Confessions of a Broken Hearted Girl
Days came by, killing me softly. Most of my loved ones, well they clawed me, whether intentional or not and slowly fade away. I really cant describe this feeling. Its a mixture of grief, disillusionment, exasperation, and affliction.
I am tired, exhausted not just physically but also mentally as well. Most of them treating me like a worhtless shit. As if, I AM EMOTIONLESS. I tried my fucking best to be there and listen to them whenever them need me. But you could not care less.
Today, for the first time I weep, keep what Im feeling to myself. No, its not like anyone gives a fuck. Sure they would. They’ll pretend to care by asking you whats
what or whats wrong. Im talking about them.
I am pretty sure that Azhani Nurin, Aisyah Habib, Sofia Irdina and Rifaat Naim are the ones who really, really care about me. Thank you guys a lot. I might have caused you guys a lot of trouble.
I think I am going to keep on doing what I do best previously, pretend that everything is going on great.
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